Dorothy Parker

And if my heart be scarred and burned,
The safer,
I, for all I learned;
The calmer,

Roses, rooted warm in earth, Bud in rhyme, another age;
Lilies know a ghostly birth Strewn along a patterned page;
Golden lad and chimbley sweep Die; and so their song shall keep
Wind that in Arcadia starts In and out a couplet play...

Unto seventy years and seven, Hide your double birthright well-You, that are the brat of Heaven And the pampered heir to Hell
Let your rhymes be tinsel treasures, Strung and seen and thrown aside
Drill your apt and docile measures Sternl...

Woman wants monogamy;
Man delights in novelty
Love is woman's moon and sun;
Man has other forms of fun

When you are gone, there is nor bloom nor leaf,
Nor singing sea at night, nor silver birds;
And I can only stare, and shape my
In little words

Now it's over, and now it's done; Why does everything look the same
Just as bright, the unheeding sun, — Can't it see that the parting came
People hurry and work and swear, Laugh and grumble and die and wed, Ponder what they will eat and...

Her mind lives in a quiet room,
A narrow room, and tall,
With pretty lamps to quench the gloom And mottoes on the wall
There all the things are waxen neat And set in decorous lines;

Authors and actors and artists and
Never know nothing, and never know much
Sculptors and singers and those of their
Tell their affairs from Seattle to Sydney

If I had a shiny gun,
I could have a world of
Speeding bullets through the
Of the folk who give me pains;

I think that I shall never
Why I am thus, and I am so
Around me, other girls
In men the rush and roar of fire,

I think, no matter where you stray,
That I shall go with you a way
Though you may wander sweeter lands,
You will not soon forget my hands,

For this my mother wrapped me warm,
And called me home against the storm,
And coaxed my infant nights to quiet,
And gave me roughage in my diet,