At the Sign of the Ginger Jar; Some Verses Gay and Grave

At the Sign of the Ginger Jar; Some Verses Gay and Grave

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1901 edition. Excerpt: ...dance, and some Their smiles and tears will mingle. Fair maid, brave youth, 'tis summer now, But as you stand together, Hands clasped, pray that your marriage vow May last through wintry weather. O, Santa Claus! I ask no toys Such as suffice for grown-up boys; No rings or smoking-jackets fine; No presents of cigars or wine; No pillows of unique design. I do not ask for bonds or stocks; For chased and gilded mantel-clocks, Nor even fine embroidered socks. I only ask that you will send The gracious presence of a friend. 3$p Valentine But once a year the Fates, my dear, Permit me thus to write to you--Alas! they don't insure this won't Seem ludicrous or trite to you. For weeks I've penned stray lines to blend In singing verse to woo your heart; But words are weak, nor half bespeak My love. Ah, if I knew your heart! These winter days, when you upraise Your eyes, and, smiling, glance my way, Fair summer smiles with all her wiles, And joys, light-footed, dance my way. But if you frown--ah! then the town Becomes a frigid waste to me, And black despair broods everywhere, And sorrows crowd in haste to me. All this and more. Since I adore So fondly, may I court you, dear? I 'll buy you things, bonbons and rings, And later I 'll support you, dear. Come to me, sweet, slow-paced or fleet, Choose any of the ways to come; Be, maid of mine, my valentine To-day and all the days to come! While looking down the green highway I saw a damsel pass to-day. She wore a lawny gown of red, A crown of poppies on her head, And flossy locks of gold astray. Quoth I: "Young maiden, whither, pray?" She lifted smiling lips to say: "'T is graduation day!" and fled, While looking down. Alas! though graduate she may, I saw her roguish eyes betray Gay proof of...show more

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  • Paperback | 28 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 68g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236634632
  • 9781236634634