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Dorothy Parker - Afternoon
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When I am old, and comforted,
  And done with this desire,
With Memory to share my bed
  And Peace to share my fire,

I`ll comb my hair in scalloped bands
  Beneath my laundered cap,
And watch my cool and fragile hands
  Lie light upon my lap.

And I will have a sprigged gown
  With lace to kiss my throat;
I`ll draw my curtain to the town,
  And hum a purring note.

And I`ll forget the way of tears,
  And rock, and stir my tea.
But oh, I wish those blessed years
  Were further than they be!
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