So well she knew them both! yet as she came <br />Into the room, and heard their speech <br />Of tragic meshes knotted with her name, <br />And saw them, foes, but meeting each with each <br />Closer than friends, souls bared through enmity, <br />Beneath their startled gaze she thought that she <br />Broke as the stranger on their conference, <br />And stole abashed from thence.<br /><br />Victoria Sackville-West<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/trio-3/
