Litchfield enquirer., 1865-09-07
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Two loving youths, .bs. Capid's dart,
 Pinned each to his fair damsel's heart. @ By love inspired. in tender lays Sd -'--@ ,.. Sang with delight the damsels' praise. s..l
 On such a theme their natures plastic
 As wax is. waxed enthusiastic, .~ -a5' fad Aud first was raised a stase by Humid, 1s sq How the sweet flame his heart consumed
 The same with Hunid,-and to prove it
 He made stave and proudly stoue it. ''iF D. Thus one of Phebe, one Candice, .g.1, Singing alternate. Uersa Vice, ,.4 ., -.. Gis TUMID.
 Oh 1blissful day! Oh day suspicious!
 When 10 my eyes the sight delicious o.ii
 Of Miss Candice Sweet wasgiven- 1: nH D Tue sweetest one of sisters seven fs-.r E., 7,sat9li aa HUMID r.Ix,s s4fs...i usi!l l was critter all unrest, s.et,q.....-
 When fell in with Phebe West;
 . And. had my heart been iron crusted, ; : One look, that iron would have busted ''' glig s5f HUMID. iJsL 6ob-ed .,4 ,Iandices visual organs are ,, ...i.I,.,.r..,.s
 More radiant than the diamond, far; ,7. .
 And softer than the light O. Venus ''
 The glances passing oft between us. 4n lh D. qgais HUMID. w5A s..sf tg yEs q.
 The beauty of my Phebe's face, isy. s. E., g Unknown in other towns and places; Oh such look Sue did but look it, My heart cried out, Miss take, Miss took it
 'is=' rsA TUMlD. "-. .-sf-5- .
 Candice's checks, vermilion tinted, '.4'
 And by two graceful dimples dinted, ..
 Her hair. her form her talk, her walking, a Surpass my feeble powers of talking 'l i1'E's& t'."F HUMID. -"T -su.L 2 . Like fields of following peas and clover, Are !Phebes cheeks, bright red all over:
 And like a rose bud peeping thro, .'....
 Her nose, waits for Hs time 10 blow. F i 't"' '~' @. HUMID, t".4-r'-'-t. t4s g & The witching voice of my sweet love .-'-5 Is singing to me as rove;gu d ..isssN
 Like breathings of an airy flute, .,g s-a '.rs when nature else is calm and mute. ,t HUMID. ..lrr rsJt. s song from Phebe late J heard,
 As how cat devoured n bird '3-'.-'---" solemn song! And how he sung it 7! .~ , My heart was wrangI her singin' wruug it |! 2 |oa1pIR lasa, HUMID. fo sis ta.,l 9!.tr Oh could I sweep a Morphean Tyre, sg..I I'd raise Candice's praises higher;,. And sing, in all the styles of metre,
 Of her my Sweet, my love, my Sweet her! -o3aroy a HUMID. a5ss .;tar@ q -,-,, My Phebe snubs her other beaux, ,a.,...-... For I'm the suit her she has chose e;,
 And one poor chap, with feelings wounded, Plunged in the lake. and nearly Edro,onded. d f osfGdo 10 HUMID. ! aaa1o .s@ assi ta The moon above, the Queen of night, .aid Rolls on sphere of silver bright; y,i s,H.,. Caudice thus, to all who've seen her
 Is such Queen, only she's Queener. '' ''"' z' y ,'P'"#H HUMID. ih h7'a io"A iati, RI wonld declare ii if Il soaid, I4i- z.4-l AA11t How handsome Phebe is and good; aaJ .3sa And that you may her goodness learn, s,i e,l Her heart is bigger than a ohurn. .@e a. q. AoAiD' 1alnn> ,7uf ,f Oh happy day thatlinks in one
 , Candice's fortunes and my own. ''" .A''t fl And tho all grammer rules hate, 2v ta I'll not decline to coniugate. egasaszs ui s..
 sia a3 7ass ss HuMID. g5 ,sdJ esfq{i F,ql Most happy man, most surely I'd be, s.G If that fast knot. cen now, could tied be-;
 No woman else, sbhoever she be, s"'''5'' | Can make me happy as can Phebe.i s' ls 2