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TO A GOOD WOMAN, by                    
First Line: Yes, you have prospered, and at twenty-five
Last Line: Nor the intolerable torture of his dreams.
Subject(s): Love


Yes, you have prospered; and at twenty-five
There is no doubting you are rich . . . in years;
And if without youth's joy to be alive,
There is no laughter . . . neither are there tears.

You are not unaware of skies and stars . . .
But skies are thin and far, and have not pressed
Too heavily upon your heart; and scars
Were never stabbed by stars upon your breast.

You dwell in comfort in a house whose wall
Is tapestried in fine ideals . . . heirlooms
So old you dare not even dust at all:
One grows accustomed soon to dusty rooms.

The Lord has prospered you, and well you know it:
He showers on you all your heart's desires . . .
You are, thank God, no childish, restless poet
To be consumed by unextinguished fires.

You are no idle dreamer of tomorrow:
You know today's no other than it seems:
And God be praised, you know no lover's sorrow
Nor the intolerable torture of his dreams.





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