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A LOVERS’ QUARREL.
And to break now and then the screen—
Black neck and eyeballs keen,
Up a wild horse leaps between!
Black neck and eyeballs keen,
Up a wild horse leaps between!
7.
Try, will our table turn?
Lay your hands there light, and yearn
Till the yearning slips
Thro' the finger tips
In a fire which a few discern,
And a very few feel burn,
And the rest, they may live and learn!
Try, will our table turn?
Lay your hands there light, and yearn
Till the yearning slips
Thro' the finger tips
In a fire which a few discern,
And a very few feel burn,
And the rest, they may live and learn!
8.
Then we would up and pace,
For a change, about the place,
Each with arm o'er neck.
'Tis our quarter-deck,
Then we would up and pace,
For a change, about the place,
Each with arm o'er neck.
'Tis our quarter-deck,
