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Twenty by Stella Benson
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No, woman--woman--woman--
Must only play the game that pays.



SECOND WOMAN


Oh woman--woman--woman,--
To-morrow woman shall awake.
She shall arise, and realise
The goodly value of her stake.
And she shall lend her loan, and claim
Her rightful interest on the same.
So woman--woman--woman--
Shall learn at last the paying game.




THE WOMAN ALONE


My eyes are girt with outer mists;
My ears sing shrill, and this I bless;
My finger-nails do bite my fists
In ecstasy of loneliness.
This I intend, and this I want,
That--passing--you may only mark
A dumb soul with its confidant
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