I came out alone on my way to my tryst. br But who is this that follows me in the silent dark? br br I move aside to avoid his presence but I escape him not. br br He makes the dust rise from the earth with his swagger; br he adds his loud voice to every word that I utter. br br He is my own little self, my lord, he knows no shame; br but I am ashamed to come to thy door in his company.