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Poems by Isaac Rosenberg

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FRAGMENTS OF "THE UNICORN"<br />

For you were wed to a girl<br />

And I am a woman.<br />

My lonely days are not whips to my honour.<br />

[She dries her tears zvith her hair, then fingers the<br />

Yours, friend.<br />

amulet at her throat.]<br />

Nubian<br />

[Eagerly.] My amulet ! My<br />

amulet<br />

[He speaks gravely.] Small comfort is counsel to<br />

broken lives<br />

But tolerance is medicinal.<br />

In all our textures are loosed<br />

Pulses straining against strictness<br />

Because an easy issue lies therefrom.<br />

(Could they but slink past the hands holding whips<br />

To hunt them from the human pale<br />

Where is the accident to cover ? Spite fears bias.)<br />

I am justified at my heart's plea<br />

He is justified also.<br />

For the eyes of vanity are sleepless—are suspicious.<br />

Are mad with imaginings<br />

Of secret stabs in words, in looks, in gestures.<br />

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