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She turns the colour of the morning air
She turns the colour of the morning air - Lavinia Greenlaw
She turns the colour of the morning air
This is it? My great good luck?
Were I misguided enough to declare a passion
For a man of royal blood, for any man
Given who I am, you would be merciless
And I would be a laughing stock.
What is this painted process?
You call this a happy ending. In what version?
II. 410-427, IF II. 47
from A Double Sorrow: Troilus and Criseyde Book II (Faber, 2014), © Lavinia Greenlaw 2014, used by permission of the author and the publisher.