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| Poems by Women |
Song
I make my shroud, but no one knows --
So shimmering
fine it is and fair,
With stitches set in even rows,
I make my shroud, but
no one knows.
In door-way where the lilac blows,
Humming a little wandering air,
I
make my shroud and no one knows,
So shimmering fine it is and fair.
From: Rittenhouse, Jessie B.
The Second Book of Modern Verse (1919).
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This collection assembled by Jone Johnson Lewis.
Collection © 1999-2002 Jone Johnson Lewis.
Citing poems from these pages:
| Author. "Poem Title." Women's History: Poems by Women. Jone Johnson Lewis, editor. URL: (date of logon) |
