Grace and figure Nature soon doth misplace:
Thither they find place in younger a’ thief.
Sleep thee on ice: ye freeze ye now thy face.
Thine rivals o’ aortic arteries,
Come adorned, lavender-ed and heather-ed,
To dance before folk o’ thou’st coteries—
Aye: but lover in love is weather-ed.
Thy wager hand is bet nye on instinct;
If patient refuge—knowest Spinster’s plight.
Tarry nay: among th’ unbound in precinct,
The pairings of youth happen as they might.
If thou be willed quick to etern’ty;
Pray lookest not thou at thine absurd’ty.
by Laura Hallman
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