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HERO, GIRL, AND FOOL
The Girl
Say on and say
That only God has loved us for ourselves,
But what care I that long for a man's love?

The Fool by the Roadside
When my days that have
From cradle run to grave
From grave to cradle run instead;
When thoughts that a fool
Has wound upon a spool
Are but loose thread, are but loose thread.

When cradle and spool are past
And I mere shade at last
Coagulate of stuff
Transparent like the wind,
I think that I may find
A faithful love, a faithful love.