Have you seen walking through the village
A Man with downcast eyes and haggard face?
That is my husband who, by secret cruelty
Never to be told, robbed me of my youth and my beauty;
Till at last, wrinkled and with yellow teeth,
And with broken pride and shameful humility,
I sank into the grave.
But what think you gnaws at my husband's heart?
The face of what I was, the face of what he made me!
These are driving him to the place where I lie.
In death, therefore, I am avenged.
Ollie Mcgee
Edgar Lee Masters
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Poem topics: beauty, death, heart, never, pride, place, broken, secret, grave, walking, yellow, youth, husband, face, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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