Every eye must weep alone Till I Will be overthrown. But I Will can be removed, Not having sense enough To guard against I Know, But I Will can be removed. Than all I’s can meet and grow, I Am become I Love, I Have Not I Am Loved, Then all I’s can meet and grow. Till I Will be overthrown Every eye must weep … Continua a leggere W. H. Auden: To Chester Kallman