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Edna St. Vincent Millay - Gazing Upon Him Now, Severe And Dead
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Gazing upon him now, severe and dead, 
   It seemed a curious thing that she had lain 
   Beside him many a night in that cold bed, 
   And that had been which would not be again. 
   From his desirous body the great heat 
   Was gone at last, it seemed, and the taut nerves 
   Loosened forever. Formally the sheet 
   Set forth for her to-day those heavy curves 
   And lengths familiar as the bedroom door. 

  She was as one that enters, sly, and proud, 
  To where her husband speaks before a crowd, 
  And sees a man she never saw before — 
  The man who eats his victuals at her side, 
  Small, and absurd, and hers: for once, not hers, unclassified.
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