English poem
When memories of his former shame...
by Ambrose Bierce (1842–1914)
When memories of his former shame Crimsoned his cheeks with sudden flame He said; "I know my fault too well— They fawned upon me and I fell."
Ah! 'twas a lovely world!—no more I met that indisposing bore, The unseraphic cynogogue— The man who's proud to love a dog.
Thus in my dream the golden reign Of Reason filled the world again, And all mankind confessed her sway, From Walnut Creek to San Jose.