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Go sleep my sweetie rest rest	A
Oh soft little hand on mother's breast	A
Oh soft little lips the din's mos' gone	B
Over and done my dearie one	C
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What do I think my brother Look at me	D
You make me laugh sitting there solemneyed	A
Full of opinions theories asking me	D
Look with my baby at my breast to tell you	E
Blessed big uncle what I think heaven help me	D
Of this and that How could you think I wonder	F
If baby lips were tugging at your flesh	G
Draining your life to flower the world	A
Dear brother	F
It's beautiful that masculine pride of yours	H
That runs the universe oh yes I know	I
And longs to run it well You travel observe	J
Experiment make laws and governments	K
Build strange machines and masterfully summon	C
The elemental powers to do your work	L
Why so my girl here darling hope of the race	M
May pillow her round head in a softer bed	A
And dance more lightly by and by God bless her	F
Into her lover's arms	N
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Ah precious hungry still my bird	A
Coo coo yes darling mother heard	A
Coo coo and is it true	E
Ever so true	E
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What do I think	O
If I were arrogant extravagant	A
As men have never been what would I think	O
Now in this hour of pride with all the future	F
Safe in my arms Almost I might dare whisper	F
That it's a woman's world do they not say it	A
In the great book of science the new song	P
Epic of truth Let me but hear the word	A
In reverence almost a woman's world	A
We hold the race within us we enfold	A
Life in our arms we do great nature's work	L
So nature hoards and wastes for us they say	Q
Contrives our essence from her richer store	R
And makes the haughty male out of the rest	A
You among others with your politics	S
Your grand reforms your dreams Hush do you dare	T
Follow from seedling sea drift up to man	U
Life's long procession noting everywhere	T
How the encompassing mother mothers us	V
And leaves your kind to shiver and drone and die	A
Or else in pity the less vital tasks	W
She gives you bids you serve us fight for us	V
Even sing for us and cunningly contrive	X
Is heavy with strange erections and the air	T
Is noisy with ideas	Y
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Oh yes I know	I
You've got the upper hand you run the world	A
Think so at least at many an icy hearth	Z
You do your will with us and we poor chattels	Y
Meekly we take our fortune at your hands	Y
With never a royal word to prove us women	C
Not slaves Why do we yield abase ourselves	Y
If we are nature's favorites till even	A2
The mighty mother who made us in her image	B2
Rejects us winnows her worthless chaff away	Q
Poor drudges eating the heart of the race for bread	A
Poor puppets wilfully idle wilfully barren	C
Teasers of men riff raff and refuse all	C2
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Why should we suffer this in a woman's world	A
Good God I wonder sometimes hang my head	A
For our surrender Ah we clasp too close	Y
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The burden on our hearts nor look abroad	A
Through our long windy night of passion and pain	D2
And still at dawn we rub our sleepy eyes	Y
Here at the hearth with morning in our arms	Y
Pink dimpled baby morning look at her	F
Waiting for you our powerful delegates	Y
To chase the night away	Q
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But is it strange	E2
Think but a moment ask yourself my brother	F
You who tell me to think what is our life	F2
Our woman's life Out of delicious youth	G2
Murmurous odorous vague full of delights	Y
Half won half apprehended suddenly	D
Like a still stream seized by the ruthless ocean	C
We are drawn to the deeps Love marriage motherhood	A
We are drowned in the physical sensual washed over	F
With tide on tide of feeling warm and red	A
The heart's blood of the world Little pitiless	Y
Grip us within throttle us hold us down	H2
Through the long moons of feebleness and pain	D2
Little souls adrift gathering out of the void	A
Bring us their nebulous dreams vague incoherent	A
Far lightning flashes caught from flaming stars	Y
No longer free no more our own or yours	Y
No longer of this world but of all worlds	Y
We are borne by the vast tide the tide of storms	Y
Life irresistible universal deep	I2
Out of that no man's land that isle of pain	D2
Where birth and death fight in the dark together	F
For the new soul the new little infant world	A
Bearer of tidings saviour of the race	Y
The child	A
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Then wonder of wonders comes	Y
The change All glowing from his great white throne	J2
God stoops to us we see the splendor we hear	K2
The thronging harps we feel here in our arms	Y
His presence forming softly clasping close	Y
Into a little tender human thing	L2
Our own ours ours Then suddenly for a moment	A
We are swept away by joy magnificent	A
And from high heaven watch the brave world go by	A
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Read the old story it's our Bethlehem	M2
We couch in a manger bring forth young like beasts	Y
In blood and shame and agony and then	N2
Rise with the living God safe in our arms	Y
Well after that what are your grand affairs	Y
Your brave ideas your dreams We scarcely heed	A
Your world building we leave you to your work	L
Praising your strength your imperious leadership	O2
Your craft that skims the sea and wings the	P2
And sends love words all round the girdled world	A
Before these blue eyes almost locked in sleep	I2
Open to make the dawn Oh wonderful	Q2
Your power and cunning Should we envy you	E
The triumph the high renown when in our arms	Y
We hold all life even you the doer the present	A
And this the ultimate future of our dreams	Y
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Look she's asleep Isn't she a drop of dew	E
Mirroring moonlight Or a velvet petal	Q2
Dropped from the almond tree all pearly pink	O
That grows in Sahuaro Valley Or a spring	L2
Cool still where all the birds of the air shall drink	O
Before it flows through the wide fields of the world	A
The thick dark woods to wander who knows where	T
Love led love nourished Oh be wise for her	F
My brother Smooth her flowery scented ways	Y
We give you this to do	E
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But if you falter	F
If blinded by the dust and smothered in spoils	Y
You strive for trophies and forget the goal	R2
Must I not rise out of my sheltered seat	A
At last When I can empty my arms of her	F
Turn from the happy garden where I dwell	S2
And look over the world what do I see	D
Under the cloud capped towers and pinnacles	D
Cities I see where little children drudge	B2
The strength of the race away gaunt factories	D
Where girls and boys are withered at the loom	T2
The wheel the furnace festering tenements	D
Where babies tiny tender things like mine	U2
Are born in filth and darkness to endure	V2
Starved little wretched lives or die like rats	D
While their pale mothers earn a pitiful dole	R2
By day and night in the one huddled room	T2
In sulphurous mines in roaring steam driven mills	D
Where human hearts are broken on the	P2
wheel In jails where law wreaks a self righteous vengeance	D
On the less masterful crimes in gaudy brothels	D
Where daughters of the race yes mine and yours	D
Once dewy in their mothers' arms like this	D
Rot into slaves of lust in all dark places	D
Unaware of love unvisited of the sun	C
I count the agonies of our lorded world	A
I see that delicate lovely thing called life	F2
My charge my woman's business God forgive me	D
Crushed into clay mortared with blood and tears	D
For modern civilization huge sky scraper	F
To tower its many windowed stories on	W2
And through those glaring windows I behold	A
A riot of waste a sickening glut an orgy	D
Life turned once more to loathing and despair	T
So though I bear my baby in my arms	D
Now must I tread the crowded ways of the world	A
Help me to rise give me your powerful hand	A
My brother lead me forth to do my part	A
Too long content to rest here in my garden	C
Love sheltered Mea culpa I have sinned	A
Vast is the world our steel blown power driven world	A
Too huge a grand machine for half the race	D
To build and run and guard from rust and filth	X2
While we the other half cling to the hearth	Z
Selfishly guard our own and give no aid	A
Through the long heat and burden of the day	Q
Now we are summoned for the hour is struck	Y2

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