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At The Sign Of The Lyre (1890)
by Austin Dobson
Binding: Paperback, 264 pages
Publisher: Kessinger Publishing, LLC
List Price: USD $27.95
Weight: 86
Dimension: H: 0.75 x L: 9 x W: 0.5 inches
ISBN 10: 0548695571
ISBN 13: 9780548695579
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: AD ROSAM. '' Mitte sectari Rosa quo locorum Sera moretur.' Hor. I. 38. I Had a vacant dwelling Where situated, I, As naught can serve the telling, Decline to specify ; Enough 'twas neither haunted, Entailed, nor out of date ; I put up ' Tenant Wanted,' And left the rest to Fate. Then, Rose, you passed the window, I see you passing yet, Ah, what could I within do, When, Rose, our glances met! Ad Rosam. You snared me, Rose, with ribbons, Your rose mouth made me thrall, Brief briefer far than Gibbon's, Was my ' Decline and Fall.' I heard the summons spoken That all hear king and clown : You smiled the ice was broken ; You stopped the bill was down. How blind we are ! It never Occurred to me to seek If you had come forever, Or only for a week. The words your voice neglected, Seemed written in your eyes ; The thought your heart protected, Your cheek told, missal wise ; I read the rubric plainly As any Expert could ; In short, we dreamed, insanely, As only lovers should. I broke the tall CEnone, That then my chambers graced, Ad Rosam. Because she seemed ' too bony,' To suit your purist taste ; And you, without vexation, May certainly confess Some graceful approbation, Designed a mon adresse. You liked me then, farina, You liked me then, I think ; For your sake gall had been a Mere tonic cup to drink ; For your sake, bonds were trivial, The rack, a tour de force ; And banishment, convivial, Your coming too, of course. Then, Rose, a word in jest meant Would throw you in a state That no well timed investment Could quite alleviate ; Beyond a Paris trousseau You prized my smile, I know, I, yours ah, more than Rousseau The lip of d'Houdetot. Ad Rosam. Then, ...


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