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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472389" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Aunt Tabitha</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE YOUNG GIRL'S POEM</div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHATEVER I do, and whatever I say,<br>Aunt Tabitha tells me that is n't the way;<br>When she was a girl (forty summers ago)<br>Aunt Tabitha tells me they never did so.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear aunt! If I only would take her advice!<br>But I like my own way, and I find it so nice<br>And besides, I forget half the things I am told;<br>But they all will come back to me--when I am old.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If a youth passes by, it may happen, no doubt,<br>He may chance to look in as I chance to look out;<br>She would never endure an impertinent stare,--<br>It is horrid, she says, and I must n't sit there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A walk in the moonlight has pleasures, I own,<br>But it is n't quite safe to be walking alone;<br>So I take a lad's arm,--just for safety, you know,--<br>But Aunt Tabitha tells me they did n't do so.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How wicked we are, and how good they were then!<br>They kept at arm's length those detestable men;<br>What an era of virtue she lived in!--But stay--<br>Were the men all such rogues in Aunt Tabitha's day?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If the men were so wicked, I 'll ask my papa<br>How he dared to propose to my darling mamma;<br>Was he like the rest of them? Goodness! Who knows?<br>And what shall I say, if a wretch should propose?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am thinking if Aunt knew so little of sin,<br>What a wonder Aunt Tabitha's aunt must have been!<br>And her grand-aunt--it scares me--how shockingly sad<br>That we girls of to-day are so frightfully bad!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A martyr will save us, and nothing else can;<br>Let me perish--to rescue some wretched young man!<br>Though when to the altar a victim I go,<br>Aunt Tabitha 'll tell me she never did so.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oliver+Wendell+Holmes">Oliver Wendell Holmes</a><div class=q>
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WHATEVER I do, and whatever I say,
Aunt Tabitha tells me that is n't the way;
When she was a girl (forty summers ago)
Aunt Tabitha tells me they never did so.

Dear aunt! If I only would take her advice!
But I like my own wa..."></div>
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