1. Now let no charitable hope by Elinor Wylie





    Now let no charitable hope by Elinor Wylie

    Now let no charitable hope

    Confuse my mind with images

    Of eagle and of antelope:

    I am by nature none of these.



    I was, being human, born alone;

    I am, being woman, hard beset;

    I live by squeezing from a stone

    What little nourishment I get.



    In masks outrageous and austere

    The years go by in single file;

    But none has merited my fear,

    And none has quite escaped my smile.


     

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