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Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp.  The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse.  1922.
My Share of the World
By Alice Furlong (1866–1946)
I AM jealous: I am true:
Sick at heart for love of you,
  O my share of the world!
I am cold, O, cold as stone
To all men save you alone.        5
Seven times slower creeps the day
When your face is far away,
  O my share of the world!
Seven times darker falls the night
When you gladden not my sight.        10
Measureless my joy and pride
Would you choose me for your bride,
  O my share of the world!
For your face is my delight,
Morn and even, noon and night.        15
To the dance and to the wake
Still I go but for your sake,
  O my share of the world!
Just to see your face awhile,
Meet your eyes and win your smile.        20
And the gay word on my lip
Never lets my secret slip
  To my share of the world!
Light my feet trip over the green—
But my heart cries in the keen!        25
My poor mother sighs anew
When my looks go after you,
  O my share of the world!
And my father’s brow grows black
When you smile and turn your back.        30
I would part with wealth and ease,
I would go beyond the seas,
  For my share of the world!
I would leave my hearth and home
If he only whisper’d ‘Come!’        35
Houseless under sun and dew,
I would beg my bread with you,
  O my share of the world!
Houseless in the snow and storm,
Your heart’s love would keep me warm.        40
I would pray and I would crave
To be with you in the grave,
  O my share of the world!
I would go through fire and flood,
I would give up all but God        45
  For my share of the world!

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