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A Woman's Last Word
I
Let's contend no more, Love,
Strive nor weep:
All be as before, Love,
—Only sleep!
II
What so wild as words are?
I and thou
In debate, as birds are,
Hawk on bough!
III
See the creature stalking
While we speak!
Hush and hide the talking,
Cheek on cheek!
IV
What so false as truth is,
False to thee?
Where the serpent's tooth is
Shun the tree—
V
Where the apple reddens
Never pry—
Lest we lose our Edens,
Eve and I.
VI
Be a god and hold me
With a charm!
Be a man and fold me
With thine arm!
VII
Teach me, only teach, Love
As I ought
I will speak thy speech, Love,
Think thy thought—
VIII
Meet, if thou require it,
Both demands,
Laying flesh and spirit
In thy hands.
IX
That shall be to-morrow
Not to-night:
I must bury sorrow
Out of sight:
X
—Must a little weep, Love,
(Foolish me!)
And so fall asleep, Love,
Loved by thee.
poem
by
Robert Browning
from
Men and Women
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