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Three Things
| ‘O cruel Death, give three things back,’ | | Sang a bone upon the shore; | | ‘A child found all a child can lack, | | Whether of pleasure or of rest, | | Upon the abundance of my breast’: | | A bone wave-whitened and dried in
the wind. | | | | | | ‘Three dear things that women know,’ | | Sang a bone upon the shore; | | ‘A man if I but held him
so | | When my body was alive | | Found all the pleasure that life gave’: | | A bone wave-whitened and dried in
the wind. | | | | | | ‘The third thing that I think of yet,’ | | Sang a bone upon the shore, | | ‘Is that morning when I met | | Face to face my rightful man | | And did after stretch and yawn’: | | A bone wave-whitened and dried in the
wind. |
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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