Echoes from the Sabine Farm by Eugene Field;Roswell Martin Field
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Could live forever to enjoy her!
SHE My Sybaris so noble is That, by the gods, I love him madly! That I might save him from the grave, I'd give my life, and give it gladly! HE What if _ma belle_ from favor fell, And I made up my mind to shake her; Would Lydia then come back again, And to her quondam love betake her? SHE My other beau should surely go, And you alone should find me gracious; For no one slings such odes and things As does the lauriger Horatius! THE RECONCILIATION II |
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