NOW must I these three praise --
Three women that have wrought
What joy is in my days:
One because no thought,
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Laughter not time destroyed my voice
And put that crack in it,
And when the moon's pot-bellied
I get a laughing fit,
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THOUGH you are in your shining days,
Voices among the crowd
And new friends busy with your praise,
Be not unkind or proud,
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