Dorothy Parker (22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)
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Prologue to a Saga
Maidens, gather not the yew,
Leave the glossy myrtle sleeping;
Any lad was born untrue,
Never a one is fit your weeping.
Pretty dears, your tumult cease;
Love's a fardel, burthening double.
Clear your hearts, and have you peace-
Gangway, girls: I'll show you trouble.
Dorothy Parker
Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
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Poems by Dorothy Parker : 107 / 189
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