Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 03 by Jean de La Fontaine
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page 10 of 26 (38%)
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Within the garden I your husband spi'd
And presently the servant girl I ey'd; At one another various flow'rs they threw, And then the minx a little graver grew. I understand you, cried the list'ning fair; You are deceiv'd:--myself alone was there. NEIGHBOUR But patience, if you please: attend I pray You've no conception what I meant to say: The playful fair was actively employ'd, In plucking am'rous flow'rs--they kiss'd and toy'd. WIFE 'Twas clearly I, howe'er, for her you took. NEIGHBOUR The flow'rs for bosoms quickly they forsook; Large handfuls frequently they seem'd to grasp, And ev'ry beauty in its turn to clasp. WIFE But still, why think you, friend, it was not I? Has not your spouse with you a right to try What freaks he likes? |
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