the wife's appeal.
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The birds caught up our tones of love,
In songs not half so sweet,
And earth's green carpet, violet-flowered,
It scarcely felt our feet!
In songs not half so sweet,
And earth's green carpet, violet-flowered,
It scarcely felt our feet!
Ah, apropos of carpets, Charles,
I looked at some to-day,
Which you will purchase,—won't you, dear,
Before our next soiree?
I looked at some to-day,
Which you will purchase,—won't you, dear,
Before our next soiree?
And then remember you how lost
In love's delicious dream,
We long stood silently beside
A gently gliding stream?
In love's delicious dream,
We long stood silently beside
A gently gliding stream?
'T was Nature's mirror,—when your gaze
No longer I could bear,
I modestly cast down my eyes,
Yet but to meet it there!
No longer I could bear,
I modestly cast down my eyes,
Yet but to meet it there!
And apropos of mirrors, love,
The dear gift of your mother
Is quite old-fashioned,—and to-day
I ordered home another.
The dear gift of your mother
Is quite old-fashioned,—and to-day
I ordered home another.
