. The lays of a lawyer . on returning her copy ofstorys *<he and she HATEER it be the bookyou lent,Whose idle pages you haveturnedWhose thoughts their little storehave spentUpon you as you read andlearned,Or missed the lessons it wouldteach,Whose binding felt yourmagic touch,—For pages, thoughts, and bindingeachI cannot ever say too much. A quaint idea that he and she Together in a sylvan glade Should chatter apt poet voicing to the maid The thoughts which tumblethrough his brain On love, on life, on death and rhymes :—Ah, thoughts, you are so very vain !And yet you come to a
. The lays of a lawyer . on returning her copy ofstorys *<he and she HATEER it be the bookyou lent,Whose idle pages you haveturnedWhose thoughts their little storehave spentUpon you as you read andlearned,Or missed the lessons it wouldteach,Whose binding felt yourmagic touch,—For pages, thoughts, and bindingeachI cannot ever say too much. A quaint idea that he and she Together in a sylvan glade Should chatter apt poet voicing to the maid The thoughts which tumblethrough his brain On love, on life, on death and rhymes :—Ah, thoughts, you are so very vain !And yet you come to all at times.— A pretty thought that he and she Should thus the old conclusions tryWith nature, men and destiny,— But think you not that you and IWould sound as well ? And, ah, how sweet To lead you to some mossy spot,And lay me humbly at your feet While we discuss—I care not what! And while decision, nicely poised. To this side, then to that each decree abroad is noised By cawing rooks among the pin
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