To What You Said

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To what you said, passionately clasping my hand, this is my answer: Though you have strayed hither, for my sake, you can never belong to me Nor I to you Behold the customary loves and friendships the cold guards I am that rough and simple person I am he who kisses his comrade lightly on the lips at parting And l am one who is kissed in return I introduce that new American salute Behold love choked, correct, polite, always suspicious Behold the received models of the parlors — What are they to mе? What to these young men that travеl with me?