Nature, when she made thee, dear,
Begged the treasures of the year.
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(with apologies to Frederic Taber Cooper)
I well recall (and who does not)
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Well, eight months ago one clear cold day,
I took a ramble up Broadway,
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In hand I take this pen of mine
To write you, sweet, a valentine;
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When Love and I drew softly nigh
And gazed in modest Chloe's eye
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Was ever a maiden so worried?
I’ll admit I am partial to Jim,
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When Cupid held an auction sale,
I hastened to his mart,
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Love took chambers on our street
Opposite to mine;
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When I taught Ida how to ride a
Bicycle that night,
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A full-fledged gun cannot endure
The trifling of an amateur;
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The shades of night was fallin’ slow
As through New York a guy did go
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Observe, my child, this pretty scene,
And note the air of pleasure keen
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Upon Bottle Miche the autre day
While yet the nuit was early,
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The Sheep adorns the landscape rural
And is both singular and plural—
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I know something wonderful—wonderful;
So strange it will quite startle you;
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A glint of her hair or a flash of her shoulder —
That is the most I can boast to have seen,
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Whenas—(I love that "whenas" word—
It shows I am a poet, too,)
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Sweet Love and I had oft communed;
We were, indeed, great friends,
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I want to know how Bernard Shaw
Likes beefsteak—fairly done, or raw?
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Sence fair Jessica hez left us
Seems ez ef she hed bereft us,
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So great my debt to thee, I know my life
Is all too short to pay the least I owe,
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When I go rowing on the lake,
I long to be a man;
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O! fair, sweet Phyllis and sweet, fair May,
Which of you carried my heart away?
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When Ida puts her armor on
And draws her trusty blade
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There was a young patrolman who
Had large but tender feet;
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I have no heart to write verses to May;
I have no heart—yet I’m cheerful today;
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Said Statesman A to Statesman Z:
"What can we tax that is not paying?
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The forest holds high carnival to-day,
And every hill-side glows with gold and fire;
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The Cowboy had a sterling heart,
The Maiden was from Boston,
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THE GOSSOON [Weeping]
It’s bleedin’! It’s bleedin’!
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