The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1906-02-18

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My own AramintaS next week;
Why cannot my fancy discover
0 The b.. hue Of his coat and his check?
Alas! <if he look like another,
vicar, a banker a beau,
\ Bo deaf to your father and mother,
MY own Aranlinta, say 'No!n
Miss Lane, at her Temple Of Fashion
Taught us both how to sing and to speak,
And we loved one another with passion,
Before we had been there week;
You gave me a ring for token;
wear 1t wherever GO:
gave You chain,--is it broken?
Ny own Araminta, say moi"
think of DIR favourite cottage,
And think Of our dear Lalla Rookh!
How we We shared with the milkmaids their potage,
How fondly our loving lips falter'd
What further can grandeur bestow?'
My heart is the ame;-ts yours alter'd?
My own Araminta. say moi"
Remember the thrilling romances
we read on the bank in the glen;
Remember the suitors our fancies
Would picture for both Of us then.
They wore the red cross on their shoulder,
They had vanquish'd and pardon'd their foo
Sweet friend, are you wiser or colder?
Ny own Aramnta, say mol"
You know, when Lord Rigmarole's carriage
Drove off with your cousin Justine
You wept, dearest girl. at the marriage,
And WHISPERED How base she has been"
You said you were sure it would kill you,
II ever your husband LOOKED so;
And you will not apostatize,-will you?
My own Araminta, say "No'
When heard was going abroad, love,
l W. In tn din
We walk'd arm in arm to the road, love,
We LOOKED arm in arm to the sky;
And said 'sWhen foreign postillion
Has hurried me off to the Pc,
Forget not Medora Trev1ian
My own Araminta, say mol"
We parted! but sympathy's letters
Reach far valley and hill;
muse DER your exquisite letters
And feel that your heart is mine still;
And he who would share it with me, love-
The richest of treasures below,
If he's not what Orlando should be. love-.
My own Araminta, say mol!
If he wears a top-boot in his wooing
II he comes to you riding a cob,
If he talks of his baking or brewing,
If he puts up his feet on the hob,
If he ever drinks port after dinner
If his brow or his breeding is low,
If he calls himself "Thompsonaor Skinner
Ny Araminta, say mo!
II he studies the news in the papers fet4
While you are preparing the tea,
If he talks of the damps or the vapours
While moonlight lies soft on the sea,
II he's sleepy while you capricious,
If he has not musical "Oh!'
II he does not call Werther delicious,
My Araminta, say mol
If he ever sets foot in the City
Among the stockholders and Jews,
If he has not a heart full of pity,
II he don't stand six feet in his shoes
II his lips not redder than roses,
If his hands not whittier than snow,
If he has not the model of noses
My own Araminta, say "No!P
If he speaks OF tax or duty,
If he does not look grand on his knees,
If he's blind to a landscape of beauty,
Hills. valleys, rocks, waters and trees
If he dotes not on desolate towers,
If he likes not to hear the blast blow
re he knows not the language OF floWers,-
MY own Aralnnta, say MOI
He must walk-lke god of old story
Come down from the home of his rest;
He must smile-like the sun in his glory
On the buds he loves ever the pest,
And oh! from its ivory portal
Like music his soft speech must fowl
If he speak, SMILE or walk like a morta
My own Aralninta, say mo!
Don't listen to tales of his bounty,
Don't hear what they say Of his birth
Don't look at his seat in the county,
Don't calculate what he is worth:
Rut give him a theme to write verse on,
And see If he turns out his toe;
If he's only a1i excellent person
MY own Araminta say MOI fEa
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