But I did not eat
And so the doctor came to me
He said a woman does not live
By the printed word
Forgive yourself and eat
A Down and Dusky Blonde, God Help the Girl
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She herself had had a deep sense of poetry; she remembered going to sleep with Shelley under her pillow.
The Last September, Elizabeth Bowen
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I want what world there is behind your eyes
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