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with her? God knows! For 'tis safe to say I do not, and what we know not, is our
only proof of Him!
My Love she is an Old Girl, out of Fashion, Bugles at the Bosom, and theredown a
much Thumbed Mystery and a Maze. She doth jangle with last Year's attentions,
she is melted with Death's Fire! Then what shall I for her that hath never been
accomplished? It is a very Parcel of Perplexities! Shall one stumble on a Nuance
that twenty Centuries have not pounced upon, yea worried and made a Kill of?
Hath not her Hair of old been braided with the Stars? Her shin half-circled by
the Moon. Hath she not been turned all ways that the Sands of her Desire know
all Runnings? Who can make a New Path where there be no Wilderness? In the Salt
Earth lie Parcels of lost PerfectionЧsurely I shall not loosen her Straps a New
Way, Love hath been too long a Time! Will she unpack her Panels for such a Stale
Receipt, pour out her Treasures for a coin worn thin? Yet to renounce her were a
thing as old; and saying "Go!" but shuts the Door that hath banged a million
Years!
Oh Zeus! Oh Diane! Oh Hellebore! Oh Absalom! Oh Piscary Right! What shall I do
with it! To have been the First , that alone would have gifted me! As it is,
shall I not pour ashes upon my Head, gird me in Sackcloth, covering my Nothing
and Despair under a Mountain of Cinders, and thus become a Monument to
No-Ability for her sake?
Verily, I shall place me before her Door, and when she cometh forth I shall
think she has left her Feet inward upon the Sill and when she enters in,
I shall dream her Hands be yet outward upon the DoorЧfor therein is no way for
me, and Fancy is
my only Craft.
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SAINTS DAYS
THESE are the Days on which Dame Musset was sainted, and for these things.
January
When new whelped, she was found to have missed by an Inch.
February
When but five, she lamented Mid-prayers, that the girls in the Bible were both
Earth-hushed and Jew-touched forever and ever.
March
When nine she learned how the Knee termed Housemaid's is come by, when the Slavy
was bedridden at the turn of the scullery and needed a kneeling-to.
April
When fast on fifteen she hushed a Near-Bride with the left Flounce of her Ruffle
that her Father in sleeping might not know of the oh!
May
When sweet twenty-one prayed upon her past Bearing she went to the Cockpit and
crowed with the best. And at the Full of the Moon in Gaiters and Gloves mooed
with the Herd, her Heels with their Hoofs, and in the wet Dingle hooted for hoot
with the Quail on the Spinney, calling for Brides Wing and a Feather to flock
with.
June
When well thirty, she, like all Men before her, made a Harlot a good Woman by
making her Mistress.
July
When forty she bayed up a Tree whose Leaves had no Turning and whose Name was