Hidden by old age awhile <br />In masker's cloak and hood, <br />Each hating what the other loved, <br />Face to face we stood: <br />'That I have met with such,' said he, <br />'Bodes me little good.' <br /> <br />'Let others boast their fill,' said I, <br />'But never dare to boast <br />That such as I had such a man <br />For lover in the past; <br />Say that of living men I hate <br />Such a man the most.' <br /> <br />'A loony'd boast of such a love,' <br />He in his rage declared: <br />But such as he for such as me -- <br />Could we both discard <br />This beggarly habiliment -- <br />Had found a sweeter word.<br /><br />William Butler Yeats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/meeting/
