Now I have fallen out of love
A year or two, I hold review
Of all the things I used to do,
Turning with fingers rational
The closed leaves of my passional.
And I am quite amazed, by Jove!
Wholly incredulous I smile--
So hard it is to reconcile
With this, my mere immediate me
The other self I used to be
You with the you that once was you--
Now I have fallen out of love
A year or two.
_E. F. A. GEACH_ (_HOME STUDENT_)
_D. E. A. WALLACE_ (_SOMERVILLE_)