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The Woman at the Washtub	A
She works till fall of night	B
With soap and suds and soda	C
Her hands are wrinkled white	B
Her diamonds are the sparkles	D
The copper fire supplies	E
Her opals are the bubbles	D
That from the suds arise	E
	-
The Woman at the Washtub	A
Has lost the charm of youth	F
Her hair is rough and homely	G
Her figure is uncouth	F
Her temper is like thunder	H
With no one she agrees	I
The children of the alley	G
They cling around her knees	I
	-
The Woman at the Washtub	A
She too had her romance	J
There was a time when lightly	G
Her feet flew in the dance	J
Her feet were silver swallows	K
Her lips were flowers of fire	H
Then she was Bright and Early	G
The Blossom of Desire	H
	-
Woman at the Washtub	A
And do you ever dream	L
Of all your days gone by in	M
Your aureole of steam	L
From birth till we are dying	N
You wash our sordid duds	O
Woman of the Washtub	A
Sister of the Suds	O
	-
One night I saw a vision	P
That filled my soul with dread	Q
I saw a Woman washing	N
The grave clothes of the dead	Q
The dead were all the living	N
And dry were lakes and meres	O
The Woman at the Washtub	A
She washed them with her tears	O
	-
I saw a line with banners	O
Hung forth in proud array	R
The banners of all battles	O
From Cam to judgment Day	R
And they were stiff with slaughter	H
And blood from hem to hem	S
And they were red with glory	G
And she was washing them	S
'Who comes forth to the judgment	T
And who will doubt my plan '	-
'I come forth to the judgment	T
And for the Race of Man	U
I rocked him in his cradle	V
I washed him for his tomb	W
I claim his soul and body	G
And I will share his doom '	-

Victor James Daley

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