The old English 'squire, "a jovial gay fox hunter, bold, frank, and free" : a poem in ten cantos . , and bawld out aloud,^ Thats well done Giovanni, not a little the crowdWere amazd to hear cried, stead of usual, ^ bravo, 1060 Such strange English sounds, so unusual all know ; 64 THE OLD ENGLISH SQUIRE His cousin was shockd, and declared that the feshionWas to sit still and cool^ nor eer suffer jmssionOf pleasure or pain^ eer to alter one feature,To sit like stone statues, and subdue our the squire this is strange, but come what may at Rome we must do as they still d
The old English 'squire, "a jovial gay fox hunter, bold, frank, and free" : a poem in ten cantos . , and bawld out aloud,^ Thats well done Giovanni, not a little the crowdWere amazd to hear cried, stead of usual, ^ bravo, 1060 Such strange English sounds, so unusual all know ; 64 THE OLD ENGLISH SQUIRE His cousin was shockd, and declared that the feshionWas to sit still and cool^ nor eer suffer jmssionOf pleasure or pain^ eer to alter one feature,To sit like stone statues, and subdue our the squire this is strange, but come what may at Rome we must do as they still do at the ballet commencd, when they danced with such the dancers, the most made of every figure :^ Bless my soul, said our squire, ^ bless my eyes what a sight, 1070 Could man eer think the like, well the people are right,^To sit still like stone statues, and their feelings subdue. Body o me, quoth the squire, ^ it is certainly true^That the ladies in dancing the men do outstrip, For I vow on my soul I neer saw such a leap, Or leg lifted so high, or with such bouncing CANTO THE FIFTH 65 He thought all these things^ and perhaps something more^But kept perfectly quiet^ for still had in storeHis cousins advice^ only one remark ofFerd,Such dancing at Baconsfield neer would be sufferd. 1080 He retird from the house when the pieces were amazement and wonder; some little diminishdHis taste for an opera^ yet neer could forget heThe blithe looks and full tones of famd the dancing was fine^ it was not quite his choiceAnd his heart hed near lost to Corris sweet voice. Next morn with joy our squire was stoppd,Just going out_, as the postman knockd^The letter taen^ the superscription^Showd his sires hand in the direction; 1090Hastly he turnd into the parlour^Dreading for th lawyers some fresh order ; 5 66 THE OLD ENGLISH SQUIRE (Cursing the tedious forms of lawTroubles and forms he neer foresaw);But oh ! what pleasure on him seizdWhen h
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