Author Hilaire Belloc When you are mixed with many I descry A single light, and judge the rest thereby. But when you are alone with me, why then, I quite forget all women and all men. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments