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As I drank tea to-day With a dozen women, chattering, gay, In delicate drooping gowns, in jewels like dew, Laughing, light-voiced, -- I thought of a certain hunger I knew Hid in the heart of one, the merriest laughter there. I saw three little dull threads in the lazy dusk of her hair; Three little keen wrinkles about her beautiful shining eyes. And I wished I were not so wise.
I wished that I did not know Those symbols of pain: -- that low Under her pride and sweet warm-worded address She was shaken with loneliness; That the one great dream she had dared to dream was a lie, And half of her Life went wearying, "Let me die."