Edgar Lee Masters (Эдгар Ли Мастерс)

In the Car

  We paused to say good-by,
  As we thought for a little while,
  Alone in the car, in the corner
  Around the turn of the aisle.

  A quiver came in your voice,
  Your eyes were sorrowful too;
  'Twas over--I strode to the doorway,
  Then turned to wave an adieu.

  But you had not come from the corner,
  And though I had gone so far,
  I retraced, and faced you coming
  Into the aisle of the car.

  You stopped as one who was caught
  In an evil mood by surprise.--
  I want to forget, I am trying
  To forget the look in your eyes.

  Your face was blank and cold,
  Like Lot's wife turned to salt.
  I suddenly trapped and discovered
  Your soul in a hidden fault.

  Your eyes were tearless and wide,
  And your wide eyes looked on me
  Like a Mænad musing murder,
  Or the mask of Melpomene.

  And there in a flash of lightning
  I learned what I never could prove:
  That your heart contained no sorrow,
  And your heart contained no love.

  And my heart is light and heavy,
  And this is the reason why:
  I am glad we parted forever,
  And sad for the last good-by.

1. Simon Surnamed Peter
2. The Idiot
3. The City
4. Helen of Troy
5. All Life in a Life

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