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A Disappointment
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He
“I prithee, tell me wh’re you live?
Oh Maid, so sweet and rare!”
She
“I am ye miller’s daughter, sir,
And live just over th’re”
He
“Of all ye Maids I ever saw,
You are beyond compare.”
She
“Oh; Thank you, sir! Oh; thank you, sir!
Your words are very fair.”
He
“So I w’ld ask you something, now;
If I might only dare.”
She
“Now, you may ask me wh’t you please,
For anything I care.”
He
“Then will you marry me? For we.
W’ld make a goodly pair.”
She
“I thank you sir; your offer, it
Is most extremely rare.
But as I am already wed,
You’r late, sir, for ye Fair.”

At th’s ye Bachelor walked away,
And talked to himself of th’ Lass so gay–
“Her hair is very decidedly red;
And her eyes have somewhat of a cast in her head;
And her feet are large, and her hands are coarse;
And, without I’m mistaken, her voice is hoarse.
‘Tis a bargain of wh’ch I am very well rid;
I am glad, on ye whole, I escaped as I did.”

Howard Pyle