poet Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling

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The Bronckhurst Divorce Case

In the daytime, when she moved about me,
In the night, when she was sleeping at my side, --
I was wearied, I was wearied of her presence.
Day by day and night by night I grew to hate her --
Would God that she or I had died!

Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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