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Only think! I was sweeping the room.
And I such a figure did look;
In terror I dropped the hair-broom,
As a loud rap announc'd Mr. Brook!
And I such a figure did look;
In terror I dropped the hair-broom,
As a loud rap announc'd Mr. Brook!
He is really a fine-looking beau,
Though rather too tall for my taste;
He came to invite us to go,
And seem'd in a very great haste.
Though rather too tall for my taste;
He came to invite us to go,
And seem'd in a very great haste.
Fair Fanny was splendidly dress'd;
The luncheon I will not dwell on;
Her marriage of all was the best;
Laugh not, and I will now tell on.
The luncheon I will not dwell on;
Her marriage of all was the best;
Laugh not, and I will now tell on.
I dream'd on a piece of the cake
Three nights; but it was all in vain!
Oh, do you, my dear, think it will make
Poor me an old maid to remain?
Three nights; but it was all in vain!
Oh, do you, my dear, think it will make
Poor me an old maid to remain?
I went to the cottage so spruce,
And we talked a great deal about you.
To be friendly I find is no use;
All you told of the maiden is true.
And we talked a great deal about you.
To be friendly I find is no use;
All you told of the maiden is true.
'Melinda's' not call'd on me yet;
'Julia Anna' call'd when I was out;
Their cousins came too,—what a set;
You remember our call there, no doubt.
'Julia Anna' call'd when I was out;
Their cousins came too,—what a set;
You remember our call there, no doubt.