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I DON'T care whether I am beautiful to you / You other women. / Nothing of me that you see is my own; / A man balances, bone unto bone / Balances, everything thrown / In the scale, you other women.
You may look and say to yourselves, I do / Not show like the rest. / My face may not please you, nor my stature; yet / if you knew / How happy I am, how my heart in the wind rings / true / Like a bell that is chiming, each stroke as a stroke / falls due, / You other women: