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WHEN she rises in the morning / I linger to watch her; / She spreads the bath-cloth underneath the window / And the sunbeams catch her / Glistening white on the shoulders, / While down her sides the mellow / Golden shadow glows as / She stoops to the sponge, and her swung breasts / Sway like full-blown yellow / Gloire de Dijon roses.
She drips herself with water, and her shoulders / Glisten as silver, they crumple up / Like wet and falling roses, and I listen / For the sluicing of their rain-dishevelled petals. / In the window full of sunlight / Concentrates her golden shadow / Fold on fold, until it glows as / Mellow as the glory roses.
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