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Poem by George Meredith Modern Love. Sonnet 7. She Issues Radiant from Her Dressing-room She issues radiant from her dressing-room, Like one prepared to scale an upper sphere: -- By stirring up a lower, much I fear! How deftly that oiled barber lays his bloom! That long-shanked dapper Cupid with frisked curls Can make known women torturingly fair; The gold-eyed serpent dwelling in rich hair, Awakes beneath his magic whisks and twirls. His art can take the eyes from out my head, Until I see with eyes of other men; While deeper knowledge crouches in its den, And sends a spark up: -- is it true we are wed? Yea! filthiness of body is most vile, But faithlessness of heart I do hold worse. The former, it were not so great a curse To read on the steel-mirror of her smile. George Meredith George Meredith's other poems:
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