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I swore my love should never pall

For her, the one entrancing she;

I promised marriage, I recall,

And said none was more dear to me.

But soon this love began to fall,

And all her joy was turned to gall;

Till from the beak there came a call

To mind me that in times of glee

                      I swore.

At court all men she did enthral,

Myself was left no room to crawl;

She won the case. When I did see

Five thousand was the hellish fee,

Why — hang it — then, confound it all,

                      I swore.

                  Charles Robert Anon.

January, 1905.

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Thro my spirit worn with signifying

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