I Determined To Find Out Whose It Was - The Portrait He Looked At So, And Sighed; Bitterly Have I Rued My Meanness And Wept For It Since He Died! I Searched His Desk When He Was Away, And There Was The Likeness - Yes, My Own! Taken When I Was The Season'S Fairest, And Time-Lines All Unknown. I Smiled At My Image, And Put It Back, And He Went On Cherishing It, Until I Was Chafed That He Loved Not The Me Then Living, But That Past Woman Still. Well, Such Was My Jealousy At Last, I Destroyed That Face Of The Former Me; Could You Ever Have Dreamed The Heart Of Woman Would Work So Foolishly!