If we had met when leaves were green, <br />And fate to us less hard had proved, <br />And naught had been of what has been, <br />We might have loved as none have loved. <br /> <br />If we had met as girl and boy, <br />The world of pleasure at our feet, <br />Our joy had been a perfect joy; <br />We might have met, but did not meet. <br /> <br />Nor less in youth's full passionate day, <br />A woman you and I a man, <br />We might have loved and found a way <br />No laws could check, no vows could ban. <br /> <br />Too late! Too sad! A year ago, <br />Even then perhaps, in spite of fate <br />It might have been,--but ah! not now, <br />I dare not love you, 'tis too late.<br /><br />Wilfrid Scawen Blunt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-we-had-met/
