Transcript of A Woman's Love
A Woman's Love by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Read for LibriVox .org by Anthony Council. I am not blind, I understand. I see him loyal, good, and wise. I feel decision in his hand. I read his honor in his eyes. Manliest among men is he, with every gift and grace to clothe him. He never loved a girl but me. And I, I loathe him. Loathe him. The other, ah, I value him. Precisely at his proper rate. A creature of caprice and whim. Unstable, weak, important. His thoughts are set on paltry gain. You only tell me what I see. I know him selfish, cold, and vain. But oh, he's all the world to me. End poem. This recording is in the public domain. A Woman's Love by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Read for LibriVox .org by Alan Lawley. I am not blind, I understand. I see him loyal, good, and wise. I feel decision in his hand. I read his honor in his eyes. Manliest among men is he, with every gift and grace to clothe him. He never loved a girl but me. And I, I loathe him. Loathe him. The other, ah, I value him. Precisely at his proper rate. A creature of caprice and whim. Unstable, weak, important. His thoughts are set on paltry gain. You only tell me what I see. I know him selfish, cold, and vain. But oh, he's all the world to me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. A Woman's Love by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Read for LibriVox .org by Bruce Kachok. I am not blind, I understand. I see him loyal, good, and wise. I feel decision in his hand. I read his honor in his eyes. Manliest among men is he, with every gift and grace to clothe him. He never loved a girl but me. And I, I loathe him. Loathe him. The other, ah, I value him. Precisely at his proper rate. A creature of caprice and whim. Unstable, weak, important. His thoughts are set on paltry gain. You only tell me what I see. I know him selfish, cold, and vain. But oh, he's all the world to me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. A Woman's Love by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Read for LibriVox .org by Bryce Kreis, Ohio. I am not blind, I understand. I see him loyal, good, and wise. I feel decision in his hand. I read his honor in his eyes. Manliest among men is he, with every gift and grace to clothe him. He never loved a girl but me. And I, I loathe him. Loathe him. The other, ah, I value him. Precisely at his proper rate. A creature of caprice and whim. Unstable, weak, important. His thoughts are set on paltry gain. You only tell me what I see. I know him selfish, cold, and vain. But oh, he's all the world to me. End of