AFTER HER FIRST PARTY.
"It was just lovely, and, mamma, my dress
Was much the prettiest there, the boys all said:
They said too that I looked—my best. I guess
These ribbons suited me. You see, that red,
You did not fancy, lighted up so well.
Somebody told me I was quite a belle.
Was much the prettiest there, the boys all said:
They said too that I looked—my best. I guess
These ribbons suited me. You see, that red,
You did not fancy, lighted up so well.
Somebody told me I was quite a belle.
"I wish you didn't want me to wear white,
With just a flower or two. Rose wears such things.
They 're so old-fashioned. She was such a fright!
I wish that I had fifty diamond rings,—
I'd wear them all at once! I'd almost paint,
Before I'd look like Rose. She's such a saint."
With just a flower or two. Rose wears such things.
They 're so old-fashioned. She was such a fright!
I wish that I had fifty diamond rings,—
I'd wear them all at once! I'd almost paint,
Before I'd look like Rose. She's such a saint."
"I thought you were the best of friends." "We are,—
Only we hate each other! That is what
The best of friends do—in our school. How far
Away you look! Forgive me. I forgot.
Only we hate each other! That is what
The best of friends do—in our school. How far
Away you look! Forgive me. I forgot.
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