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various translations:
He loved three things, alive: White peacocks, songs at eve, And antique maps of America. Hated when children cried, And raspberry jam with tea, And feminine hysteria. ... And he had married me. |
[2] (Stanley Kunitz)
He loved ... Three things enchanted him: White peacocks, evensong, And faded maps of America, He couldn't stand bawling brats, Or raspberry jam with his tea, Or womanish hysteria. . . . And he was tied to me. |
[3] (D M Thomas)
He loved three things alone: White peacocks, evensong, Old maps of America. He hated children crying, And raspberry jam with his tea, And womanish hysteria. ... And he had married me. |
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