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- ON WOMAN
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- MAY God be praised for woman
- That gives up all her mind,
- A man may find in no man
- A friendship of her kind
- That covers all he has brought
- As with her flesh and bone,
- Nor quarrels with a thought
- Because it is not her own.
- Though pedantry denies,
- It's plain the Bible means
- That Solomon grew wise
- While talking with his queens.
- Yet never could, although
- They say he counted grass,
- Count all the praises due
- When Sheba was his lass,
- When she the iron wrought, or
- When from the smithy fire
- It shuddered in the water:
- Harshness of their desire
- That made them stretch and yawn,
- pleasure that comes with sleep,
- Shudder that made them one.
- What else He give or keep
- God grant me -- no, not here,
- For I am not so bold
- To hope a thing so dear
- Now I am growing old,
- But when, if the tale's true,
- The Pestle of the moon
- That pounds up all anew
- Brings me to birth again --
- To find what once I had
- And know what once I have known,
- Until I am driven mad,
- Sleep driven from my bed.
- By tenderness and care.
- pity, an aching head,
- Gnashing of teeth, despair;
- And all because of some one
- perverse creature of chance,
- And live like Solomon
- That Sheba led a dance.
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