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IT was what you bore with you, Woman, / Not inly were, / That throned you from all else human, / However fair!
It was that strange freshness you carried / Into a soul / Whereon no thought of yours tarried / Two moments at all.
And out from his spirit flew death, / And bale, and ban, / Like the corn-chaff under the breath / Of the winnowing-fan.