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A Pair of Portraits.
1. He.
Oh yes! I know the sort of man!
A not entirely vacant eye:
A ready smile, a kind of style;
A forehead adequately high:
Curls more or less Olympian.
A not entirely vacant eye:
A ready smile, a kind of style;
A forehead adequately high:
Curls more or less Olympian.
A fund of common things to say,
A list of common actions done:
A taste for tea, a poll degree,
A mild delight in harmless fun:
In short, a rather taking way.
A list of common actions done:
A taste for tea, a poll degree,
A mild delight in harmless fun:
In short, a rather taking way.
The type is common: wherefore tarry
To paint what all must know so well?
He's rather tall, his feet are small:
He's thoroughly conventional:
A man who moves in common grooves,
And never startles you at all:
Or, all in one sad phrase to tell,
The sort of man that women marry.
To paint what all must know so well?
He's rather tall, his feet are small:
He's thoroughly conventional:
A man who moves in common grooves,
And never startles you at all:
Or, all in one sad phrase to tell,
The sort of man that women marry.
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2. She.
I know the girl: “divinely fair”
Of course “and most divinely tall:”
A modest yet a queenly air:
A voice that's keen but musical:
A mind above the common run,
But soft and kind, when all is done,
And womanly withal.
Of course “and most divinely tall:”
A modest yet a queenly air:
A voice that's keen but musical:
A mind above the common run,
But soft and kind, when all is done,
And womanly withal.
A girl who might aspire to light
A gifted worker's rugged way:
To make the very darkness bright
With love's illuminating ray:
To kindle some grave rugged man,
With genius, ready, if it can,
To flash upon the day.
A gifted worker's rugged way:
To make the very darkness bright
With love's illuminating ray:
To kindle some grave rugged man,
With genius, ready, if it can,
To flash upon the day.
A girl to soothe when days are drear:
To cheer you on when hope grows dim:
A girl who should not greatly fear,
For truth, however harsh and grim,
To scorn conventionalities:
The sort of woman, if you please,
Who marries men like him.
To cheer you on when hope grows dim:
A girl who should not greatly fear,
For truth, however harsh and grim,
To scorn conventionalities:
The sort of woman, if you please,
Who marries men like him.
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