Love
A Tragedy
From The Home Book of Verse, ed. Burton Egbert Stevenson (1912)
Love
She was only a woman, famished for loving,
Mad with devotion, and such slight things;
And he was a very great musician,
And used to finger his fiddle-strings.
Her heart's sweet gamut is cracking and breaking
For a look, for a touch,—for such slight things;
But he's such a very great musician
Grimacing and fingering his fiddle-strings.
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Marzials, Theo. “A Tragedy.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/marzials/7/.
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Marzials, Theo. “A Tragedy.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/marzials/7/.
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