The Thieves
Robert Graves
Lovers in the act despense With such meum-tuum sense As might warningly reveal What they must not pick or steal, And their nostrum is to say: 'I and you are both away.' After, when they disentwine You from me and yours from mine, Neither can be certain who Was that I whose mine was you. To the act again they go More completely not to know. Theft is theft and raid is raid Though reciprocally made. Lovers, the conclusion is Doubled sighs and jealousies In a single heart that grieves For lost honour among thieves.
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