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It boots not to retrace the path	A
To ages dim and hoar	B
When Man at the domestic hearth	C
First learned the art of war	B
And since in battle one must fall	D
Held his defeated spouse in thrall	D
That she should fight no more	B
And thereby doomed to sleep and sloth	E
Strength that in action strengthened both	E
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It boots not when the better day	F
First showed a glint of morn	G
Nor whose the eye that in its ray	F
Saw Woman's chains outworn	G
Nor which was first and which was last	H
When savage rivalry was past	H
And chivalry was born	G
Enough for us that free or pent	I
Her primal treasure was misspent	I
	-
The waxing noontide sees them now	G
Joint sovereigns of the land	J
No trace upon the gentler brow	G
Of the old helot brand	J
Consenting that the right is right	K
They walk as comrades or they might	K
For ever hand in hand	J
Yet still a stronger leads and drags	L
And still a weaker leans and lags	L
	-
Because we reap what we have sown	G
And are as we were bred	M
Because one passion overgrown	G
Since so long overfed	M
Still works confusion to the scheme	N
Whereof both man and woman dream	N
'T'is the unnumbered dead	M
That laid it on him for a curse	O
And her its immemorial nurse	O
	-
But with these tyrants in the dust	P
Why should their ghosts hold sway	F
Cut the long entail of their lust	P
Heirs of a cleaner day	F
Lift the dead hand from living mind	Q
Break the old spells that bind and blind	Q
O Woman far astray	F
And march with Man the open road	R
Without a fetter or a load	R
	-
Our pioneer brothers can discern	G
The sunlit heights around	S
We that should likewise look and learn	G
Keep eyes upon the ground	S
And drug our feebleness with sweets	T
When needing tonic of strong meats	T
And all our ways surround	S
With tangling trifles gaud and toy	U
That mock us with the name of joy	U
	-
What brains these fragile webs enmesh	V
What soaring thought they tie	W
What energies of soul and flesh	V
They still or stultify	W
What wasted riches of the mind	Q
What wealth of genius dumb and blind	Q
In shop and workroom lie	W
While the great realms of life are stored	X
With such vast mystery unexplored	X
	-
Where were the sciences and arts	Y
When men went plumed and curled	Z
Where were the brains the hands the hearts	Y
That now subdue the world	Z
The March of Progress straight and true	A2
When men wore coats of every hue	A2
In childish swaddlings furled	Z
Their strength lay latent and unknown	G
As ineffectual as our own	G
Freed from this complicated coil	B2
By mere vainglory spun	G
Uprooted from this fruitless soil	B2
Unfed by rain or sun	G
Where sleep the germs of noble deeds	C2
In still unfructifying seeds	C2
Or leafage scarce begun	G
This ash heap of the poor and small	D
That chokes the greatness in us all	D
	-
Uplifted to the light the place	D2
Where Man his manhood found	Z
When tyranny of silk and lace	D2
No longer held him bound	Z
With eyes from Fashion's witchcraft clear	E2
For Beauty simple and sincere	E2
And unbeguiled by sound	Z
Of siren wooings quiet ears	F2
For the high message that he hears	G2
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The swelling call to loftier life	H2
That like a distant bell	I2
Chimes through the traffic and the strife	H2
Of those who buy and sell	I2
Through camp and temple field and street	Z
The market where we game and cheat	Z
The home wherein we dwell	I2
Here should we stand as strong as free	J2
For splendid enterprise as he	J2
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To him no flowering parasite	Z
That only sucks and clings	K2
To drain and enervate and blight	Z
But impulse to his wings	K2
His mate in passion mate in power	L2
His soul's wife that for marriage dower	M2
Exhaustless treasure brings	K2
The daily bread the daily spur	L2
The day's reward for him and her	L2
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Like woodland creatures that have willed	Z
To pair by Nature's plan	G
A woman finished and fulfilled	Z
And a completed man	G
To run together and abreast	Z
And side by side to fight or rest	Z
As when the world began	G
Each bound to other yet both free	J2
It is not but it ought to be	J2

Ada Cambridge

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