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Edgar Lee Masters (1868–1950).  Spoon River Anthology.  1916.

56. Homer Clapp

OFTEN Aner Clute at the gate 
Refused me the parting kiss, 
Saying we should be engaged before that; 
And just with a distant clasp of the hand 
She bade me good-night, as I brought her home         5
From the skating rink or the revival. 
No sooner did my departing footsteps die away 
Than Lucius Atherton, 
(So I learned when Aner went to Peoria) 
Stole in at her window, or took her riding  10
Behind his spanking team of bays 
Into the country. 
The shock of it made me settle down, 
And I put all the money I got from my father’s estate 
Into the canning factory, to get the job  15
Of head accountant, and lost it all. 
And then I knew I was one of Life’s fools, 
Whom only death would treat as the equal 
Of other men, making me feel like a man. 



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