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Two ladies of uncertain age S
it by a window drinking tea
(No persiflage!)
With a**ured tranquillity
Regard
A distant prospect of the sea.
The outlines delicate and hard
Of gowns that fall from neck and knee;
Grey and yellow patterns move
From the shoulder to the floor.
By att**ude
It would seem that they approve
The abstract sunset (rich, not crude).
And while one lifts her hand to pour
You have the other raise
A thin translucent porcelain,
Murmurs a word of praise.