Absurdities in prose and verse. Written and Illustrated By A. Crowquill [i.e. C. R. Forrester] |
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A CASE OF PECULIAR DISTRESS. |
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A CASE OF PECULIAR DISTRESS.
“How happy could I be with either.”
—Gay.
—Gay.
Alas! the troubles of a youth in love,
For sympathizing pity loudly call;
I'd scarcely eighteen summers reach'd above,
Ere I was destined deep in love to fall.
For sympathizing pity loudly call;
I'd scarcely eighteen summers reach'd above,
Ere I was destined deep in love to fall.
As some lean school-boy in a pastry-cook's,
Whom some fond aunt hath thither led to treat;
Reviews the tarts and pies with greedy looks,
Not knowing where to choose or which to eat.
Whom some fond aunt hath thither led to treat;
Reviews the tarts and pies with greedy looks,
Not knowing where to choose or which to eat.
Just so, quite undecided, stood I too,
Betwixt two sisters blooming, bright, and fair—
The one had sloe-black eyes, the other blue,
Sweet Anne had ebon—Mary, flaxen hair!
Betwixt two sisters blooming, bright, and fair—
The one had sloe-black eyes, the other blue,
Sweet Anne had ebon—Mary, flaxen hair!
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I sigh'd for both—the girls both sigh'd for me,
What bliss was this to find one's love requited!
But did this last?—Ah! no! it could not be;
I lived, ye Gods! to see my hopes all blighted!
What bliss was this to find one's love requited!
But did this last?—Ah! no! it could not be;
I lived, ye Gods! to see my hopes all blighted!
In terms conclusive, then, I wrote to Anne;
I'd fix'd on her—alas! it was too late!
Her charms had won a more decided man—
I thought on Mary!—She, too, had got a mate!
I'd fix'd on her—alas! it was too late!
Her charms had won a more decided man—
I thought on Mary!—She, too, had got a mate!
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