. Clebs the younger in search of a wife; or, The drawingroom troubles of Moody Robinson esquire. o is this—there, a little apart ? The heiress, his cousin. Alas ! my poor heart! Both pretty and young—though it pleased me the most To recall an old partner and favourite toast. I will speak—if I can with complete self-possession— For this is the moment to make an impression. I advanced with a bow, in the confident style Of a favourite friend. She replied with a smile. The underbred youths were completely struck dumb, And sat twirling their whiskers with finger and thumb ; Whilst I, with delight a
. Clebs the younger in search of a wife; or, The drawingroom troubles of Moody Robinson esquire. o is this—there, a little apart ? The heiress, his cousin. Alas ! my poor heart! Both pretty and young—though it pleased me the most To recall an old partner and favourite toast. I will speak—if I can with complete self-possession— For this is the moment to make an impression. I advanced with a bow, in the confident style Of a favourite friend. She replied with a smile. The underbred youths were completely struck dumb, And sat twirling their whiskers with finger and thumb ; Whilst I, with delight at the change of my fate, In a moment was buried in sweet tete-a-tete. I was lost. Oh ! that face ! the deep glance of those eyes ! The fair grace of that form ! those undoubting replies ! Oh ! then visions arose of a conquest and love : I chatted so well, and she seemd to approve. Romance fed my thoughts, and they wider range took— At last Ive a wife, and my own bankers book. The thought was praps wild, but the change was so simple, To the Temple of Hymen, from rooms in the Why this uncalled-for intrusion ? A SLIGHT MISTAKE. 73 I might have soard higher, but was brought back to earthBy a touch on the arm, and those snobs stifled elderly man, with a puckering brow,Wishd to draw my attention, and made me a bow ; And accentedly said, Sir, I have not the pleasure Why should he, indeed ? Eut I—not the leisure To follow the rules that conventions enforce; So, returning his bow, I resumed my discourse ; When I heard his harsh voice, to my utter confusion, Exclaim, Sir, explain this uncalld for intrusion. Intrusion ! I cried ; explanations from you. I came—but—aheu !—is not this thirty-two ? Those youths saw me blush, and I witnessd their glee, As he coldly replied, No, sir, no—twenty-three. I rose with a look full of daggers and kicks, And muttering something of dinner at six, Confusedly bowd, and was moving off fast, When the host added, mildly,
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