A Clutched Pearl...

With a wail that pierced me,

They moaned:

“If Ever

            Oh, ever…

a darling dearest of mine

            So precious…

should pine for me—

            …I hear you…

Well,

I shall give that one rest.

            Rest?

            Rest!

            Rest—Yes.

            Oh, yes!

Yet—

If my rest should return to me...

Well then,

              —Surely then

There is no less

              —No less

Which could be given,

              Ah...

Than what I would give.

And, I do give it—Indeed.

              —Indeed…

—

Indeed.

MARIE MFT

a catch net deposit; written whenever it was