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Standing on tiptoe head back eyes and arm	A
Upraised Kate groped to reach the higher shelf	B
Her sleeve slid up like darkness in alarm	A
At gleam of dawn Impatient with herself	B
For lack of inches careless of her charm	A
She strained to grasp a volume then she turned	C
Back to her chair an unforgetful Eve	D
Still snatching at the fruit for which she yearned	C
In Eden She read idly to relieve	D
The forehead where her daylong studies burned	C
Tales of an uncrowned queen who fed her child	E
On poisons till death lurked in act to spring	F
Between the girl's breasts who with soft mouth smiled	E
With soft eyes tempted the usurping King	F
Then dealt him death in kisses Kate had piled	E
Her books three deep before her and across	G
This barricade she watched an old man nod	H
Over a dirty paper until loss	G
Of life seemed better than possession Shod	H
With kisses death might skid like thistle floss	I
Down windy slides might prove at heart as gay	J
As Cinderella in glass slippers	K
Life goes awkwardly so sandalled Had decay	J
Been the girl's gift in that Miltonic strife	L
She would have rivalled God Kate thought A ray	J
Of sunshine carrying gilded flecks of dust	M
And minutes bright with fancies touched her hair	N
To powder it with gold and silver just	M
As if being now admitted she should wear	N
The scholar's wig colleague of those whose lust	M
For beauty hidden in an outworn tongue	O
Had made it possible for her to read	P
Tales that were fathered in Arabia sung	O
By trouv res and forgotten with their creed	Q
Of love and magic Beams that strayed among	O
Kate's fingers lit a rosy lantern there	N
To glow in twilight Suddenly afraid	R
She seemed to see her beauty in a flare	N
Of light from hell A throng of devils swayed	R
Before her devils that had learned to wear	N
The shape of scholar poet libertine	S
They smiled frowned beckoned swearing to estrange	T
Kate from reflection that her soul had been	U
Slain by her woman's body or would change	T
From contact with it to a thing unclean	S
Woman was made to worship man they preached	V
Not God to serve earth's purpose not to roam	W
The heavens of thought A factory whistle screeched	V
Someone turned up the lights On her way home	W
Kate wondered in what mode were angels breeched	V

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