“Why am I not myself these many days,
You ask? And have you nothing more to ask? 
I do you wrong? I do not hear your praise 
To God for giving you me to share your task? 

“Jealous—of Her? Because her cheeks are pink,
And she has eyes? No, not if she had seven. 
If you should only steal an hour to think, 
Sometime, there might be less to be forgiven. 

“No, you are never cruel. If once or twice 
I found you so, I could applaud and sing.
Jealous of—What? You are not very wise. 
Does not the good Book tell you anything? 

“In David’s time poor Michal had to go. 
Jealous of God? Well, if you like it so.” 

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Poet: Edwin Arlington Robinson
Poem: An Evangelist's Wife
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