Feminine Arithmetic
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Charles Graham Halpine
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LAURA
On me he shall ne'er put a ring,
So, mamma, 'tis in vain to take trouble -
For I was but eighteen in spring
While his age exactly is double.
MAMMA
He's but in his thirty-sixth year,
Tall, handsome, good-natured and witty,
And should you refuse him, my dear,
May you die an old maid without pity!
LAURA
His figure, I grant you, will pass,
And at present he's young enough plenty;
But when I am sixty, alas!
Will not he be a hundred and twenty?
Kamu malı: şairin ölümünün üzerinden 70 yıldan fazla geçti.
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