Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс)
Sonnets of Sorrow. 5. You understood the woman side of me
You understood the woman side of me; My vanities you met with smiling lip; The fabrics that I wore you first see, And pass upon them with wise censorship, You loved things not too sombre or too bright, But tender toned with colours softly blent; Yet, when I leaned above you, draped like night You were unmindful and indifferent. One sigh of mine, one tear upon my face Wrenched your dear heart with sympathetic grief. Yet, when I held you in that last embrace, Torn with a torture which found no relief, You lay and smiled with such a knowing air Of mighty peace as if you did not care.
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