How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.
And I like him too because he said this:
In times of joy, all of us wished we possessed a tail we could wag.
With Isherwood, in 1938, on their way to China. I rather covet both their overcoats.
Also, I think: Auden in China? I had no idea. That's another thing I shall have to look up on the Google, when I should be working.