What songs and snatches came that catches voice
And lyrics so? I was half-mad-but could
Not * quite * go mad. I could break into tears
at a whisper and storm with off-hand rage-
only in the softest voice that I knew.
Dying was what I demanded-as if
That was the best end to tragic longing.
I might have liked a manic public scene,
Or made a lovely portrait for Millais.
But all the same I could not * quite * go mad,
Yet only acted a drama out loud-
Played- out to entertain myself.
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