A Cyprian Woman
Under dusky laurel leaf,
—Scarlet leaf of rose,
I lie prone, who have known
—All a woman knows.
Love and grief and motherhood,
—Fame and mirth and scorn—
These are all shall befall
—Any woman born.
Jewel-laden are my hands,
—Tall my stone above—
Do not weep that I sleep,
—Who was wise in love.
Where I walk, a shadow gray
—Through gray asphodel,
I am glad, who have had
—All that Life could tell.
—Scarlet leaf of rose,
I lie prone, who have known
—All a woman knows.
Love and grief and motherhood,
—Fame and mirth and scorn—
These are all shall befall
—Any woman born.
Jewel-laden are my hands,
—Tall my stone above—
Do not weep that I sleep,
—Who was wise in love.
Where I walk, a shadow gray
—Through gray asphodel,
I am glad, who have had
—All that Life could tell.
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