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303 The Muse Talks Back Coy Mistress Annie Finch Sir, I am not a bird of prey: a Lady does not seize the day. I trust that brief Time will unfold our youth, before he makes us old. How could we two write lines of rhyme were we not fond of numbered Time and grateful to the vast and sweet trials his days will make us meet? The Grave’s not just the body’s curse; no skeleton can pen a verse! So while this numbered World we see, let’s sweeten Time with poetry, and Time, in turn, may sweeten Love and give us time our love to prove. You’ve praised my eyes, forehead, breast: you’ve all our lives to praise the rest. ...

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