I imagine a child who learns by rote.
A youngster in a bedroom lit by a lamp.
The girl student to whom verse is a lecturers note.

I imagine a feeling of nervous desire.
A young woman tensely trying a text book rite.
The female intuition that succeeds but perspires.

I imagine a person with life in her hands.
An understanding, a knowledge untried.
The doctor sits before me with masterful plans.

I imagine a human feeling emotion flood.
A being full of knowledge and old facts belied.
The complete woman who saves life in her blood.

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