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Identifier: laysoflawyer01mcvi (find matches)
Title: The lays of a lawyer
Year: 1901 (1900s)
Authors: McVickar, William Bard, 1858-1901 McVickar, H. W. (Harry Whitney), b. 1860, comp
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Publisher: New York, Pelham press
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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HER HEART DAINTY boudoir all scented and prim,As neat as new wax yet crowded withthings,With photograph albums filled tothe brim,With patterns for skirts and for bod-ices trim,With powder and puffs and patches and rings; With note-books of gossip and scandal grim, An accurate table of who is who,A bundle of letters, all faded and dim.And a rose that was given her once by hiniy Before she jilted him—faded, too. And this, with the mirror, is all thats there In the heart of milady so dainty and sweet.With perhaps just a soup^on of thought to spare.Which thought need neither be novel nor rare,But just orderly, trim and neat. For passion must out and reason be dumb— Such a very well ordered heart is hers—And passion may grumble, and reason look glumBut both are well under her ladyships thumb;And woe to the one that demurs. 12
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TEMPORA MUTANTUR HEN you were five and I was seven We loved each other dearly;We kissed, it was a childish heaven To play at lovers merely;Full fifteen years and more had sped,— How swift the twelvemonths canter!No longer we at lovtrs played; Ah, tempora mutantur I » For you were fairer than the flowers,That loved to grow around you, A thing to gaze upon for hours.To dream about I found you, But when I begged for childhoods kissYou laughed in merry banter; As though it were conclusive, this :^ Sir, tempora mutantur / The times are changed, yes, Phyllis, very;My hair and beard are grizzled; 3 Tis hard to wait for Charons ferry,And think how life has fizzled ; The times do change, and so do we,But I still love you, PhyUis, And times may change for you and me.If love dont change /;/ illisJ^ 14

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