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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509935" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Modern Courtship</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why turn from me thus with such petulant pride,<br>When I ask thee, sweet Edith, to be my bride;<br>When I offer the gift of heart fond and true,<br>And with loyalty seek thy young love to woo?<br>With patience I’ve waited from week unto week,<br>And at length I must openly, candidly speak. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But why dost thou watch me in doubting surprise,<br>Why thus dost thou raise thy dark, deep, melting eyes?<br>Can’st thou wonder I love thee, when for the last year<br>We have whispered and flirted—told each hope and fear;<br>When I’ve lavished on thee presents costly and gay,<br>And kissed thy fair hands at least six times each day? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What! Do I hear right? So those long sunny hours<br>Spent wand’ring in woods or whispering in bowers,<br>Our love-making ardent in prose and in rhyme,<br>Was just only a method of passing the time!<br>A harmless flirtation—the fashion just now,<br>To be closed, by a smile, or a jest, or a bow! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, believe me, fair Edith, with me ’twas not so,<br>And I would I had known this but six months ago;<br>I would not have wasted on false, luring smiles,<br>On graces coquettish and cold, studied wiles,<br>True love that would give thee a life for thy life,<br>And guarded and prized thee, a fond, worshipped wife. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh I thou’rt pleased now to whisper my manners are good,<br>And my smiles such as maiden’s heart rarely withstood,<br>My age just the thing—nor too young nor too old—<br>My character faultless, naught lacking but gold,<br>And to-day might I claim e’en thy beauty so rare<br>If good Uncle John would but make me his heir. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Many thanks, my best Edith! I now understand<br>For what thou art willing, to barter thy hand:<br>A palace-like mansion with front of brown stone,<br>In some splendid quarter to fashion well known,<br>Sèvres china, conservatory, furniture rare,<br>Unlimited pin-money, phaeton and pair. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is well, gentle lady! The price is not high<br>With a figure like thine, such a hand, such an eye,<br>Most brilliant accomplishments, statuesque face,<br>Manners, carriage distingué and queenlike in grace,—<br>Nothing wanting whatever, save only a heart,<br>But, instead, double portions of cunning and art. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah! well for me, lady, I have learned in good time<br>To save myself misery—you, sordid crime.<br>I will garner the love that so lately was thine<br>For one who can give me a love true as mine;<br>But learn ere we part, Edith, peerless and fair,<br>Uncle John has just died and has left me his heir!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rosanna+Eleanor+Leprohon">Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon</a><div class=q>
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When I ask thee, sweet Edith, to be my bride;
When I offer the gift of heart fond and true,
And with loyalty seek thy young love to woo?
With patience I’ve waited from week unto week,
And at length..."></div>
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