The Gift of a Ring
He gave me a ring, and I laughed and asked him:
“What does this mean?” “A gift,” he answered.
I went with another upon the morrow,
And in the evening he was so angry.
“You wore my ring,” he said, reproachful,
“The ring means marriage—you’re pledged to me!”
I flung my ring at the foolish creature
And I said: “Now hasten out of my sight.
I never saw such a stupid person,
Who says one thing and means another!”