XIX
THE UGLY SISTER
Philip Larkin
I will climb thirty steps to my room,
lie in my bed;
let the music, the violin, cornet and drum
drowse from my head.
Since I was not bewitched in adolescence
and brought to love,
I will attend to the trees and their gracious silence,
to winds that move.
and brought to love,
I will attend to the trees and their gracious silence,
to winds that move.
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