 | The woman who dared |  |
V.
Winter is here again; it sees me stillAt work upon my picture. This presents
Two vases, filled with flowers, upon a slab.
“Which will you choose?” I call it: 't is in oil.
Three hours a day are all I give to it,
So fine the work, so trying to the eyes.
Thus have I ample time for teaching Rachel:
A good child and affectionate! I've found
Her aptitude; she has a taste in bonnets,
With an inventive skill in ornament.
And so I have her regularly taught
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Already promises to lead her teacher.
Had I a fortune, still I 'd have her feel
That she must conquer something worthily;
Something to occupy her active powers,
And yield a fair support, should need require.
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