LVIII

The Black Riders and Other Lines (1895)

The sage lectured brilliantly.Before him, two images:“Now this one is a devil,And this one is me.”He turned away.Then a cunning pupilChanged the positions.Turned the sage again:“Now this one is a devil,And this one is me.”The pupils sat, all grinning,And rejoiced in the game.But the sage was a sage.