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An Old Story

 Strange that I did not know him then.
That friend of mine! I did not even show him then One friendly sign; But cursed him for the ways he had To make me see My envy of the praise he had For praising me.
I would have rid the earth of him Once, in my pride.
I never knew the worth of him Until he died.

by Edwin Arlington Robinson
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