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A Woman's Poem

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Parent Issue
Day
29
Month
September
Year
1871
Copyright
Public Domain
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[Thofollovinis fitim the udvuiiw dieeti of n iiw book oJ poema by R. H. Htoddard, entitled " Book of Vast " and dtln i iKii-ms, wbich ili te iibliahed bj Jumen Et. Oagood Ou., Bept. HMST You rtuy you lovc me, ttnd y'U l'iy f( urlutad und fortune at my toi t I tltank you, mi, n ïth aU my taeart, l'oi luve is sweet. It is bul littlcto you men, To wliom tbe doon ol Ufe stand wide ; But mnch, luw much to wonulll '■ Sha li;irt naught beeide. You make tbe wortda wherefn yon move, Yon rale your tastea, t' coarse, "i ttne } Dine, hunt, or ttsh, or waste your gold At dim "nel tt nu I Our world [alaa, yon make thut too I) La uurrowei ihul o fout blank walla : Knuw yom or eau-, wlmt lilit is thcro .' VVtwt BüAdoTi Éttlifl ' We wod the lust naw dotoI out, And hve in (iii'am-laiid till it enda ; r write romantic achool rarlnob -s Thai boreoui au nds. We lean to tvill ttalisn sontfH. Aml t'iruiii for boun tin tortaied keys ; Wc think it plettew you. nnü wo Dui live to pleose. Wo toed our bbdst we tond our flowttv, [Foor in-door tninga ol süikly bloom), ürpl.iy the houaewite m uur glovus, And dust tliu ïxwin. Btit tome of na have bearta and minds - Nu much the wowe Cm na and you ; i ..■ : i .mi ui -- ■- li b botter liie, What can we do .' We oannot build and Bafl your ships, Or drive your enpincs ; man woak, And Igfiorent "i' the tricka of txadv; To tlunk, and sjjfak, Or write somo cartusi. tianmering word, is oan, :mil that you hitte; Ho, fozoed withín ooneh m ogainj Blgh and wait. Ali I who can teil the bittor houi-s, The dwars daya 1 1 i : x t wonnen upend ' Theii thouglita unshared, theii llvea onknown, Without R liirnii '. Without a friond .' And what is he, w bo, like b Boadowi day and nighï, FoUowe the woman he prefi n ! ÏAvw in sight l Her -he, a gallant man, i tevoted to hei every whim - He towö to die for ber, bo she Blust In f ii hun ! We sliould be v-ry prfttefni, sir, 'I !i:i!, wlu'ii ycu'vf nothing else to tlo, You waste youx idlc boura on us- Bp kind jÍ you ; Pïofuse in sfudied complinu nis, y.ii] in mnern, l i J-i ■ your dothvs, are fïno, Tliough both ut times are aomewhat strong Ol smoke und iriuc ! What can wc hojw to kñow ot' yon ï Oi' jou oi' im I Wo 'it our parta ; Wckr I to the pliiy Ol hands, i i Vou grani my bitter woids iw) true t m' ui!.i'! -, ooi ' t j ou and me ; Y our lovc i Pteady iw ;i bUtt Uut we ■):■■-. Yi.u say you love liave you thought Oowmaoh those little words conUtin .' Alusl u world ol I .i ] n ■ w ! And WOJ "i pain ! Yon kOOW, 01 sh'mld, yOUX nat mr nOW, tta ■■ , .;- and paa on. un i be What you d sin me I l o you flnd VouruU in me .' You do. Bol have you thonghi il.-ii l Sluy h-'ivi: my wave and funcieö, too .' Youloveme; well, outlioveyou tbought it i love you I Uut think Bgfljn. You knoivme not; I, tOO, m.-ty bc a butuilly, Aeoslly parlordoll on show i oï you to bu) . W-i trual Tiiiwln-liy ï One word moro. STousvemeyounK; thoj cnllmefuir; 1 think L liave a pU nsoni faoe, And pvbtty hiiii - Bu1 by and by my faoe will Fade - witb Urne, it may with oan ; Wliutduy you to wrinklcd iritü, With thin, gray Iiku I You care oot, you ; in youfli. or a.o, Your benrt U mino, white hfe endurea ; l.-s't hj ; Xhon, Aithor, liere'a my band; My luiiri is j ogltb.

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