The Love-chase by James Sheridan Knowles
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Why, yes; she is a woman, certainly.
True. So much for person. Now for her complexion. What shall we liken to her dainty skin? Her arm, for instance? - Wild. Snow will match it. True. Snow! It is her arm without the smoothness on't; Then is not snow transparent. 'Twill not do. Wild. A pearl's transparent! True. So it is, but yet Yields not elastic to the thrilled touch! I know not what to liken to her arm Except her beauteous fellow! Oh! to be The chosen friend of two such neighbours! Wild. Would His tongue would make a halt. He makes too free With neighbour Constance! Can't he let her arms Alone! I trust their chosen friend Will ne'er be he! I'm vexed. [Aside.] True. But graceful things Grow doubly graceful in the graceful use! Hast marked her ever walk the drawing-room? |
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