<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384469" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lines On H---'s Foot</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It may be you've seen her eyes,<br>Dark and deep like midnight skies;<br>You mayhap have seen them flash<br>Underneath the drooping lash,<br>And been dazzled by the light<br>Of those orbs, so dark and bright;<br>But-have you seen her foot,<br>In its little gaiter boot?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>You have noticed, maybe, how<br>The lily spreads from chin to brow.<br>You have thought her cheek more fair<br>Than if roses lingered there;<br>(Roses would seem out of place<br>On her pale patrician face)<br>But-again I question you,<br>Have you seen her tiny shoe?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>You have thought her mouth, no doubt,<br>Like a blush-rose half blown out;<br>Small and sweet, withal, beside,<br>Touched with scorn and curved with pride;<br>(Innate pride-not meant to chill)-<br>You have seen it there, and still-<br>Answer one more question, pray-<br>Have you seen her boot? I say.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Such a tiny, tiny thing,<br>Is that foot of which I sing;<br>No. 3 would hide it so<br>It could not be found, I know.<br>No. 2 must stand aside<br>All too long and large and wide,<br>No. 1 <br>must<br>be the boot<br>For this maiden's little foot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>You may envy, sir, the clerk<br>In the shoe-store, hard at work,<br>Who tries the gaiter boot<br>On this cunning little foot.<br>On his knee, supporting it,<br>Saying, 'It's a perfect fit,'<br>Buttoning on the No. 1,<br>Looking sorry, when it's done.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>You have seen her, slight and neat,<br>As she tripped along the street,<br>You have <br>heard<br>the pit-pat-fall<br>Of that foot so very small.<br>That she's fair, and pure, and good,<br>Bright, and sweet is understood,<br>But-have you <br>seen<br>that foot-<br>In its dainty gaiter boot?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384469" data-title="Lines On H---'s Foot de Ella Wheeler Wilcox" data-description="It may be you've seen her eyes, Dark and deep like midnight skies; You mayhap have seen them flash Underneath the drooping lash, And been dazzled by the light Of those orbs, so dark and bright; But-have you seen her foot, In its little gaiter boot..."></div> </div> </div>

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