. The lays of a lawyer . es,And when on you I last set eyesYou were a little girl, you see,— A thing that merely laughs or cries,CKere Rosalie de Normandie : And so I turned in thought to trace The character which underliesThe features of our ancient race. And all its bearings analyze, That I might cunningly deviseThe traits that should your portion be To make you lovable and wise,Chere Rosalie de Normandie: zo I loved to picture you all grace—The object of a lovers sighs, Who treasures close a bit of lace, Torn off by chance as priceless prize,Or else in sonnets vainly tries To praise your vi


. The lays of a lawyer . es,And when on you I last set eyesYou were a little girl, you see,— A thing that merely laughs or cries,CKere Rosalie de Normandie : And so I turned in thought to trace The character which underliesThe features of our ancient race. And all its bearings analyze, That I might cunningly deviseThe traits that should your portion be To make you lovable and wise,Chere Rosalie de Normandie: zo I loved to picture you all grace—The object of a lovers sighs, Who treasures close a bit of lace, Torn off by chance as priceless prize,Or else in sonnets vainly tries To praise your virtues fittingly ;—I pictured you in such a guise, CKere Rosalie de Normandie: ENVOI But since, deserting foreign skies,Youve shown your very self to me, My fairest dreams I now despise,Chere Rosalie de Normandie, %\ IN ANSWER TO A REQUEST FORNINE VALENTINES old one muse the poet sung, And must I hymn the nine ?And must I teach my rebel tongueTo ask as valentineNine girls, egad? No, FU behungBefore Ill write a line!. aa


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