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Twists of smoke rise from the limpness of jewelled fingers	A
The softness of Persian rugs hushes the room	B
Under a dragon lamp with a shade the color of coral	C
Sit the readers of poems one by one	D
And all the room is in shadow except for the blur	E
Of mahogany surface and tapers against the wall	F
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And a youth reads a poem of love forever and ever	E
Is his soul the soul of the loved one a woman sings	G
Of the nine months which go to the birth of a soul	H
And after a time under the lamp a man	I
Begins to read a letter having no poem to read	J
And the words of the letter flash and die like a fuse	K
Dampened by rain it's a dying mind that writes	L
What Byron did for the Greeks against the Turks	M
And a sickness enters our hearts The jewelled hands	N
Clutch at the arms of the chairs about the room	B
One hears the parting of lips and a nervous shifting	O
Of feet and arms	P
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And I look up and over	E
The reader's shoulder and see the name of the writer	E
What is it I see The name of a man I knew	Q
You are an ironical trickster Time to bring	O
After so many years and into a place like this	R
This face before me hair slicked down and parted	S
In the middle and cheeks stuck out with fatness	R
Plump from camembert and clicquot eyelids	R
Thin as skins of onions cut like dough 'round the eyes	R
Such was your look in a photograph I saw	R
In a silver frame on a woman's dresser and such	T
Your look in life you thing of flesh alone	U
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And then	V
As a soul looks down on the body it leaves	R
A body by fever slain I look on myself	W
As I was a decade ago while the letter is read	J
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I enter a box	R
Of a theater with Jim my friend of fifty	X
I being twenty two Two women are in the box	R
One of an age for Jim and one of an age for me	X
And mine is dressed in a dainty gown of dimity	X
And she fans herself with a fan of silver spangles	R
Till a subtle odor of delicate powder or of herself	W
Enters my blood and I stare at her snowy neck	Y
And the glossy brownness of her hair until	Z
She feels my stare and turns half view and I see	R
How like a Greek's is her nose with just a little	C
Aquiline touch and I catch the flash of an eye	A2
And the glint of a smile on the richness of her lips	R
The company now discourses upon the letter	E
But my dream goes on	B2
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I re live a rapture	E
Which may be madness and no man understands	R
Until he feels it no more The youth that was I	A2
From the theater under the city's lights follows the girl	C2
Desperate lest in the city's curious chances	R
He never sees her again And boldly he speaks	R
And she and the older woman her sister	E
Smile and speak in turn and Jim who stands	R
While I break the ice comes up and so	R
Arm in arm we go to the restaurant	X
I in heaven walking with Arabel	C2
And Jim with her older sister	E
We drive them home under a summer moon	D2
And while I explain to Arabel my boldness	R
And crave her pardon for it Jim the devil	C2
Laughs apart with her sister while I wonder	E
What Jim the devil is laughing at No matter	E
To morrow I walk in the park with Arabel	C2
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Just now the reader of the letter	E
Tells of the writer's swift descent	X
From wealth to want	X
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We are in the park next afternoon by the water	E
I look at her white throat full as it were of song	E2
And her rounded virginal bosom beautiful	C2
And I study her eyes I search to the depths her eyes	R
In the light of the sun They are full of little rays	R
Like the edge of a fleur de lys and she smiles	R
At first when I fling my soul at her feet	X
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But when I repeat I love her love her only	C2
A cloud of wonder passes over her face	R
She veils her eyes The color comes to her cheeks	R
And when she picks some clover blossoms and tears them	F2
Her hand is trembling And when I tell her again	V
I love her love her only she blots her eyes	R
With a handkerchief to hide a tear that starts	R
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And she says to me You do not know me at all	C2
How can you love me You never saw me before	G2
Last night Well tell me about yourself	W
And after a time she tells me the story	C2
About her father who ran away from her mother	E
And how she hated her father and how she grieved	X
When her mother died and how a good grandmother	E
Helped her and helps her now And how her sister	E
Divorced her husband And then she paused a moment	X
I am not strong you'd have to guard me gently	C2
And that takes money dear as well as love	H2
Two years ago I was very ill and since then	V
I am not strong	E2
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Well I can work I said	X
And what would you think of a little cottage	I2
Not too far out with a yard and hosts of roses	R
And a vine on the porch and a little garden	D
And a dining room where the sun comes in	J2
When a morning breeze blows over your brow	K2
And you sit across the table and serve me	C2
And neither of us can speak for happiness	R
Without our voices breaking or lips trembling	O
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She is looking down with little frowns on her brow	K2
But if ever I had to work I could not do it	X
I am not really well	C2
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But I can work I said	X
I rise and lift her up holding her hand	X
She slips her arm through mine and presses it	X
What a good man you are she said Just like a brother	E
I almost love you I believe I love you	Q
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The reader of the letter being a doctor	E
Is talking learnedly of the writer's case	R
Which has the classical marks of paresis	R
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Next day I look up Jim and rhapsodize	R
About a cottage with roses and a garden	D
And a dining room where the sun comes in	J2
And Arabel across the table Jim is smoking	O
And flicking the ashes but never says a word	X
Till I have finished Then in a quiet voice	R
Arabel's sister says that Arabel's straight	X
But she isn't my boy she's just like Arabel's sister	E
She knew you had the madness for Arabel	C2
That's why we laughed and stood apart as we talked	X
And I'll tell you now I didn't go home that night	X
I shook you at the corner and went back	L2
And staid that night Now be a man my boy	M2
Go have your fling with Arabel but drop	N2
The cottage and the roses	R
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They are still discussing the madman's letter	E
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And memory permeates me like a subtle drug	O2
The memory of my love for Arabel	C2
The torture the doubt the fear the restless longing	O
The sleepless nights the pity for all her sorrows	R
The speculation about her and her sister	E
And what her illness was	R
And whether the man I saw one time was leaving	O
Her door or the next door to it and if her door	G2
Whether he saw my Arabel or her sister	E
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The reader of the letter is telling how the writer	E
Left his wife chasing the lure of women	D
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And it all comes back to me as clear as a vision	D
The night I sat with Arabel strong but conquered	X
Whatever I did I loved her whatever she was	R
Madness or love the terrible struggle must end	X
She took my hand and said You must see my room	B
We stood in the doorway together and on her dresser	E
Was a silver frame with the photograph of a man	I
I had seen him in life hair slicked down and parted	X
In the middle and cheeks stuck out with fatness	R
Plump from camembert and clicquot eyelids	R
Thin as skins of onions cut like dough 'round the eyes	R
There is his picture she said ask me whatever you will	C2
Take me as mistress or wife it is yours to decide	X
But take me as mistress and grow like the picture before you	Q
Take me as wife and be the good man you can be	C2
Choose me as mistress how can I do less for dearest	X
Or make me your wife fate makes me your mistress or wife	P2
I can leave you I said You can leave me she echoed	X
But how about hate in your heart	X
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You are right I replied	X
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The company is now discussing the subject of love	H2
They seem to know little about it	X
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But my wife who is sitting beside me exclaims	R
Well what is this jangle of madness and weakness	R
What has it to do with poetry tell me	C2
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Well it's life Arabel	C2
There's the story of Hamlet for instance I added	X
Then fell into silence	R

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