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Adelaide Crapsey - The Event.
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Lo, how they weave — the imperturbable three — 

Those threads that are my destiny: 

Steadily at the eternal task they`re bent 

Industrious . . . indifferent . . . 


Weave, Fates! And what your spinstry weaves I`ll forthwith wear 

And if it clothe me for the day or death`s no air.
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