Lines in Pleasant Places Rhythmics of many moods and quantities. Wise and otherwise |
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[A princess marries! Lord, the fuss they make!] |
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[A princess marries! Lord, the fuss they make!]
A princess marries! Lord, the fuss they make!As if 'twere something that was far from common,
That royal flesh and blood should deign to make
A royal wife, just like another woman!
They hang around the deed a tinsel show,
As if to hide its humanly appearing—
As if there were, the gorgeous veil below,
No heart of flesh, all hoping, loving, fearing.
Great Nature! equal art thou in thy works;
Thou'st given to all like qualities of feeling;
Perhaps disguised in royal bosoms lurks
A world of passion deeper for concealing.
The heart of woman throbs beneath the crown,
As 'neath the hat of straw and cotton gown.
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