And if I loved you Wednesday,
Well, what is that to you?
I do not love you Thursday -
So much is true.
And why you come complaining
Is more than I can see.
I loved you Wednesday, - yes -but what
Is that to me?
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It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun.
by Edgar Lee MastersIn my Spanish cloak,
And old slouch hat,
And overshoes of felt,
And Tyke, my faithful dog,
And my knotted hickory cane,
I slipped about with a bull's-eye lantern
From door to door on the square,