I’ll confess, though, before we were one
I deemed her less saintly, and thought
The blood in her veins had caught
Some natural warmth from the sun.[540]
I was wrong[541]—I was blind as a bat—
Brute[542] that I was, how I blundered!
Though such a mistake as that
Might have occurred as pat
To ninety-nine men in a hundred.[543]
Yourself,[544] for example: you’ve seen her?