THE SOPHISTICATE
You can not hurt me any more.
I know the diamond touch of snow
Can ravage poverty’s scant store.
I know the sun can rant and kill
The flowers who look to it to grow.
Sheer beauty is a marble till.
You can not hurt me any more.
Evelyn Coffey
I just looked up "marble till" and discovered that the till is the shelf above the old cash register drawer - where the unpaid bills are held until the customer comes up to pay, as after a meal in a mom and pop restaurant today, for example. A marble till was a feature of top-of-the-line registers.
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