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A woman sat with roses red	A
Upon her lap before her spread	A
On that high bridge whose parapet	B
Wide over turbulent Thames is set	B
Between the dome's far glittering crest	C
And those famed towers that throng the west	C
Neglectful of the summer air	D
That on her pale brow stirred the hair	D
She sat with fond and troubled look	E
And in her hand the roses shook	E
Shy to her lips a bloom she laid	F
Then shrank as suddenly afraid	F
For from the breathing crimson leaf	G
The sweetness came to her like grief	G
Dropping her hands her eyes she raised	H
And on the hurrying passers gazed	H
Two children loitering along	I
Amid that swift and busy throng	I
Their arms about each other's shoulder	J
The younger clinging to the older	J
Stopped with their faces backward turned	K
To her her heart within her yearned	K
They were so young She looked away	L
Oh the whole earth was young to day	L
The whole wide earth was laughing fair	D
The flashing river the soft air	D
The horses proud the voices clear	M
Of young men frequent cry and cheer	M
All these were beautiful and free	N
Each with its joy Alas but she	N
She started up and bowed her head	A
And gathering her roses fled	A
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Through dim uncounted silent days	O
She had trod deep secluded ways	O
'Mid the fierce throng of jostling lives	P
Whom unrelenting hunger drives	Q
Close to the wall had stolen by	R
Yet could not shun calamity	N
Her painful thrift her patient face	S
Could not the world old debt erase	S
Nor gentle lips nor feet that glide	T
Persuade the sudden blow aside	T
This morn when she arose her store	U
Trusted to others was no more	U
No more avail her years of care	D
She must her bosom frail prepare	D
Exposed in her defenceless age	V
Against the world and fortune's rage	V
For bread for bread what must be done	W
She stole forth in the morning sun	W
I will sell flowers she thought this way	L
Seemed gentler to her first dismay	L
Soon to the great flower market fair	D
With watered leaves and scented air	D
She came her seeking timorous gaze	O
Wandered about her in amaze	O
The arches hummed with cheerful sound	X
Buyers and sellers thronged around	X
Lilies in virgin slumber stirred	Y
Hardly the gold dust brightly blurred	Y
Upon their rich illumined snow	Z
As the soft breezes come and go	Z
From her smooth sheath with ardent wings	A2
Purple and gold the iris springs	A2
Deep umbered wall flowers dusk between	B2
The radiance and the odour keen	B2
Of jonquils this sad woman's eyes	C2
And her o'erclouded soul surprise	C2
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But most the wine red roses deep	D2
In sunshine lying warm asleep	D2
Breathing perfume drinking light	E2
Into their inmost bosoms bright	E2
Seemed fathomlessly to unfold	F2
A treasure of more price than gold	F2
Martha o'ercome by wonder new	G2
Into her heart the crimson drew	G2
The colour burning on her cheek	H2
She stood in strange emotion weak	H2
But she must buy Her choice was made	F
Red rose upon red rose she laid	F
Lingering then hastened out with eyes	C2
Bright and her hands about the prize	C2
And quickened thought that nowhere aims	I2
Soon pausing above glittering Thames	J2
She spreads the flowers upon her knees	K2
Vast many windowed palaces	L2
Before her raised their scornful height	E2
And haughtily struck back the light	E2
She scarcely marked them only bent	M2
Her fond gaze on the flowers intent	M2
To bind them in gay bunches drest	M2
So to allure the spoiler best	M2
But now as her caressing hand	M2
Each odorous fresh nosegay planned	M2
A new grief smote her to the heart	M2
Must she from her sweet treasure part	M2
They seemed of her own blood O no	Z
I cannot shame my roses so	Z
I will get bread some other way	L
So she shut out all thought The day	L
Was radiant and her soul surprised	M2
To beauty and the unsurmised	M2
Sweetness of life itself reproved	M2
That had so little felt and loved	M2
O now to love if even a flower	J
To taste the sweet sun for an hour	J
Was better than the struggle vain	N2
The dull unprofitable pain	N2
To find her useless body bread	M2
Stricken with grievous joy she fled	M2
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She fled but soon her pace grew faint	M2
She paused awhile and easier went	M2
Often in spirits wrought despair	D
Not less than joy the end of care	D
A lightness feigns for all is done	W
And certainty at last begun	W
Martha with impulse fresh recoiled	M2
From empty years forlorn and soiled	M2
Trembled to feel the radiant breeze	K2
Blowing from unknown living seas	K2
And rising eager from long fast	M2
Drank in the wine of life at last	M2
Now as some lovely face went by	R
She noted it with yearning eye	R
She joyed in the exultant course	O2
Of horses and their rushing force	O2
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At last long wandering she drew near	M
Her home then fell on her a fear	M
A shadow from the coming Hours	P2
By chance a hawker crying flowers	P2
His barrow pushed along the street	M2
And the dull air with scent was sweet	M2
As on her threshold Martha stood	M2
A sudden thought surprised her blood	M2
Quickly she entered and the stair	D
Ascended first with gentle care	D
Cooled her tired roses then a box	Q2
Of little hoardings she unlocks	Q2
And brings her silver to the door	U
And buys till she can buy no more	U
Laden she enters the drear room	R2
Glows strangely the transfigured gloom	R2
Flows over prodigal in bloom	R2
Her lonely supper now she spread	M2
But with her eyes she banqueted	M2
Over the roofs in solemn flame	S2
The strong beam of the sunset came	S2
And from the floor striking a glow	Z
Burned back upon the wall and lo	Z
How deep in double splendour dyed	M2
Blushed the red roses glorified	M2
When darkness dimmed them Martha sighed	M2
Yet still about the room she went	M2
Touching them and the subtle scent	M2
Wandered into her soul and brought	M2
All memories yet stifled thought	M2
As in her bed she lay the flowers	Q2
Haunted her through the midnight hours	Q2
'Twixt her shut lids the colours crept	M2
But wearied out at last she slept	M2
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Next morning she awoke in dread	M2
O mad O sinful me she said	M2
What have I done how shall this end	M2
For me Alas I have no friend	M2
She strove to rise but in her brain	N2
A drowsy magic worked like pain	N2
She sank back in a weak amaze	Q2
Upon the pillow then her gaze	Q2
Fell on the roses she looked round	M2
And in the spell again was bound	M2
The deep hued blossoms standing by	R
With serious beauty awed her eye	R
Upward inscrutable they flamed	M2
Of that mean fear she was ashamed	M2
All day their fragrance in the sun	W
Possessed her spirit one by one	W
She pondered o'er them dozing still	T2
And waking half against her will	T2
Her body hungered but her soul	U2
Was feasting Gradually stole	U2
The evening shadow on her bed	M2
She could no longer lift her head	M2
Deep on her brain the flowers had wrought	M2
Now in the dim twilight her thought	M2
Put trembling on a strange attire	J
And blossomed in fantastic fire	J
She stretched her hand out in the gloom	R2
It touched upon a living bloom	R2
Thither she turned the deep perfume	R2
O'ercame her nearer and more near	M
And now her joy is in her fear	M
The lily hangs the rose inclines	Q2
With incense that her soul entwines	Q2
Her inmost soul that dares not stir	J
The gentle flowers have need of her	J
Unpitying is their rich desire	J
Her breath her being they require	J
O she must yield She sinks far down	V2
Conquered listless happy down	V2
Under wells of darkness deep	D2
Into labyrinths of sleep	D2
Perishing in sweetness dumb	W2
By the close enfolding bloom	R2
To a sighing phantom kissed	M2
Like a water into mist	M2
Melting and extinguished quite	M2
In unfathomed odorous night	M2
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At last the brief stars paling dawn	X2
Breathed from distant stream and lawn	X2
The earliest bird with chirrup low	Z
Called his mates softly and slow	Z
The flowers their languid petals part	M2
And open to the fragrant heart	M2
And now the first fresh beam returned	M2
Bright through the lily's edge it burned	M2
And filled the purple rose with fire	J
And brightened all their green attire	J
And woke a shadow on the wall	Y2
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But Martha slept nor stirred at all	Y2