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When I went to the city, Mary McNeely, / I meant to return for you, yes I did.
But Laura, my landlady's daughter, / Stole into my life somehow, and won me away.
Then after some years whom should I meet / But Georgine Miner from Niles -- a sprout / Of the free love, Fourierist gardens that flourished / Before the war all over Ohio.
Her dilettante lover had tired of her, / And she turned to me for strength and solace.
She was some kind of a crying thing / One takes in one's arms, and all at once / It slimes your face with its running nose, / And voids its essence all over you;
Then bites your hand and springs away.
And there you stand bleeding and smelling to heaven!
Why, Mary McNeely, I was not worthy / To kiss the hem of your robe!