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You wonder at my bright round eyes my lips	A
Pressed tightly like a venomous rosette	B
Thus do me honor by so much fond wretch	C
And praise my Persian beauty dulcet voice	D
But oh you know me read me passion blinds	E
Your vision not at all and you have passion	F
For me and what I am How can you be so	G
Hold me so bear like take my lips with yours	H
Bury your face in these my russet tresses	I
And yet not lose your vision So I love you	J
And fear you too How idle to deny it	K
To you who know I fear you	J
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Here am I	L
Who answer you what e'er you choose to ask	M
You stride about my rooms and open books	N
And say when did he give you this You pick	O
His photograph from mantels dressers drawl	P
Out of ironic strength and smile the while	Q
You did not love this man You probe my soul	R
About his courtship how I ran away	S
How he pursued with gifts from city to city	T
Threw bouquets to me from the pit or stood	U
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Like Cleopatra's Giant negro guard	V
Watchful and waiting at the green room door	W
So devil that you are with needle pricks	X
One little question at a time you've inked	V
The story in my flesh And now at last	V
You smile and say I killed him Well it's true	J
But what a death he had Envy him that	V
Your frigid soul can never win the death	Y
I gave him	Z
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Listen since you know already	V
All but the subtlest matters How you laugh	A2
You know these too Well only I can tell them	B2
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First 'twas a piteous thing to see a man	C2
So love a woman see a living thing	D2
So love another Why he could not touch	C
My hand but that his heart went up ten beats	E2
His eyes would grow as bright as flames his breath	Y
Come short when speaking When he felt my breast	V
Crush soft around him he would reel and walk	F2
Away from me while I stood like a snake	G2
Poised for the strike as quiet and possessed	V
As a dead breeze And you can have me wholly	V
And pet and pat me like a favored child	V
And let me go my way while you turn back	H2
To what you left for me	V
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Not so with him	Z
I was all through his blood had made his flesh	C
My flesh his nerves brain soul all mine at last	V
Dreams thoughts emotions hungers all my own	I2
So that he lived two lives his own and mine	J2
With one poor body which he gave to me	V
Save that he could not give what I pushed back	H2
Into his hands to use for me and live	K2
My pities hatreds loves and passions with	L2
I loved all this and thrived upon it still	M2
I did not love him Then why marry him	Z
Why don't you see It meant so much to him	Z
And 'twas a little thing for me to do	J
His loneliness his hunger his great passion	F
That showed in his poor eyes his broken breath	Y
His chivalry his gifts his poignant letters	N2
His failing health why even woman's cruelty	V
Cannot deny such passion Woman's cruelty	V
Takes other means for finding its expression	F
And mine found its expression you have guessed	V
And so I tell you all	P
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We were married then	O2
He made a sacrament of our nuptials	N2
Knelt with closed eyes beside the bed my lips	N2
Pressed to his brow and throat Unveiled my breast	V
And looked then closed his eyes He did not take me	V
As man takes his possession nature's way	S
In triumph of life in lightning no he came	P2
A suppliant a worshipper and whispered	V
What angel child may lie upon the breast	V
Of this it's angel mother	Q2
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Well you see	V
The tears came in my eyes for pity of him	Z
Who made so much of what I had to give	R2
And could give easily whether 'twas my rapture	Q2
To give or to withhold And in that moment	V
Contempt of which I had been scarcely conscious	N2
Lying diffused like dew around my heart	V
Drained down itself into my heart's dark cup	S2
To one bright drop of vital power where	T2
He could not see it scarcely knew that something	D2
Gradually drugged the potion that he drank	U2
In life with me	V
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So we were wed a year	V2
And he was with me hourly till at last	V
I could not breathe for him while he could breathe	W2
No where but where I was Then the bazaar	X2
Was coming on where I was to dance and he	V
Had long postponed a trip to England where	T2
Great interests waited for him and with kisses	N2
I pushed him to his duty and he went	V
Shame stricken for a duty long postponed	V
Unable to retort against my words	N2
When I said You must go for well he knew	J
He should have gone before And as for going	D2
I pleaded the bazaar and hate of travel	Y2
And got him off and freed myself to breathe	W2
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His life had been too fast his years too many	V
To stand the strain that came There was the worry	V
About the business and the labor over it	V
There was the war and all the fear and turmoil	Z2
In London for the war But most of all	P
There was the separation And his letters	N2
You've read them wretch Such letters never were	Q2
Of aching loneliness and pining love	A3
And hope that lives across three thousand miles	N2
And waits the day to travel them and fear	V2
Of something which may bar the way forever	Q2
A storm a wreck a submarine and no day	S
Without a letter or a cablegram	B3
And look at the endearments oh you fiend	V
To pick their words to pieces like a botanist	V
Who cuts a flower up for his microscope	C3
And oh myself who let you see these letters	N2
Why did I do it Rather why is it	V
You master me even as I mastered him	Z
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At last he finished got his passage back	H2
He had been gone three months And all these letters	N2
Showed how he starved for me and scarce could wait	V
To take me in his arms again would choke	D3
With fast and heavy feeding	D2
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Well you see	V
The contempt I spoke of which lay long diffused	V
Like dew around my heart and which at once	N2
Drained down itself into my heart's dark cup	S2
Grew brighter bitterer for this obvious hunger	Q2
This thirst which could not wait the piteous trembling	D2
And all the while it seemed he thought his love	A3
Grew sacreder as it grew uncontrolled	V
And marked by trembling choking tears and sighs	N2
This is not love which should be has no use	N2
In this or any world And as for me	V
I could not stand it longer And I thought	V
Of what was best to do if 'twas not best	V
To kill him as the queen bee kills the mate	V
In rapture's own excess	N2
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Then he arrived	V
I went to meet him in the car pretended	V
The feed pipe broke while I was on the way	S
I was not at the station when he came	P2
I got back to the house and found him gone	E3
He had run through the rooms calling my name	P2
So Mary told me Then he went around	V
From place to place wherever in the village	F3
He thought to find me	V
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Soon I heard his steps	N2
The key in the door his winded breath his call	P
His running stumbling up the stairs while I	L
Stood silent as a shadow in our room	G3
My round bright eyes grown brighter for the light	V
His life was feeding them And then he stood	V
Breathless and trembling in the door way stood	V
Transfixed with ecstacy then rushed and caught me	V
And broke into loud tears	N2
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It had to end	V
One or the other of us had to die	L
I could not die but by a violence	N2
And he could die by love alone and love	A3
I gave him to his death	Y
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Why tell you details	N2
And ways with which I maddened him and whipped	V
The energies of love You have extracted	V
The secret in the main that 'twas from love	A3
He came to death His life had been too fast	V
His years too many for the daily rapture	Q2
I gave him after three months' separation	F
And so he died one morning made me free	V
Of nothing but his presence in the flesh	C
His love is on me yet and its effect	V
And now you're here to slave me differently	V
No soul is ever free	V

Edgar Lee Masters

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