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- My enemy came nigh,
- And I
- Stared fiercely in his face.
- My lips went writhing back in a grimace,
- And stern I watched him with a narrow eye.
- Then, as I turned away, my enemy,
- That bitter heart and savage, said to me:
- "Some day, when this is past,
- When all the arrows that we have are cast,
- We may ask one another why we hate,
- And fail to find a story to relate.
- It may seem then to us a mystery
- That we should hate each other."
- Thus said he,
- And did not turn away,
- Waiting to hear what I might have to say,
- But I fled quickly, fearing had I stayed
- I might have kissed him as I would a maid.
- James Stephens [ref 124]
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