Ollie McGee

Biography
Resentful wife of Fletcher McGee.

Poem Text
  Have you seen walking through the village

  A Man with downcast eyes and haggard face?

  That is my husband who, by secret cruelty

  Never to be told, robbed me of my youth and my beauty;

  Till at last, wrinkled and with yellow teeth,

  And with broken pride and shameful humility,

  I sank into the grave.

  But what think you gnaws at my husband's heart?

  The face of what I was, the face of what he made me!

  These are driving him to the place where I lie.

  In death, therefore, I am avenged.

Mentions

 * Fletcher McGee (though not by name)

Mentioned by

 * Fletcher McGee (not by name)