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By AnonymJessie B. Rittenhouse
I bargained with Life for a penny, And Life would pay no more, However I begged at evening When I counted my scanty store; For Life is just an employer, He gives you what you ask, But once you have set the wages, Why, you must bear the task. I worked for a menial's hire, Only to learn, dismayed, That any wage I had asked of Life, Life would have paid.
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By AnonymJessie B. Rittenhouse
I looked through others' windows On an enchanted earth But out of my own window-- solitude and dearth. And yet there is a mystery I cannot understand-- That others through my window See an enchanted land.
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By AnonymJessie B. Rittenhouse
I worked for a menial’s hire, Only to learn, dismayed, That any wage I had asked of Life, Life would have willingly paid.
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