Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 19 by Jean de La Fontaine
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The whole combined pronounces her the fair.
AT length, when to himself the sage had said 'Tis she; and then, 'tis not;--his senses led To make him in the first opinion rest, You well may guess what rage was in his breast. A second meeting you have fixed? cried he; Yes, said the Frenchman, that was made with glee; We found the first so pleasing to our mind, That to another both were well inclined, And thoroughly resolved more fun to seek. That's right, replied the doctor, have your freak; The lady howsoe'er I now could name. The scholar answered, that to me's the same; I care not what she's called, Nor who she be: 'Tis quite enough that we so well agree. By this time I'm convinced her loving spouse. Possesses what an anchorite might rouse; And if a failure any where be met, At such a place to-morrow one may get, What I shall hope, exactly at the hour, To find resigned and fully in my pow'r: IN bed I shall be instantly received, And from anxiety be soon relieved. The place of meeting is a room below, Most nicely furnished, rich, but void of show. At first I through a passage dark was led, Where Sol's bright rays are ne'er allowed to spread; But soon, by my conductress, I was brought, |
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