Cap and Gown - A Treasury of College Verse by Unknown
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Clarissa laughs. I plead in vain,
She hears my suit with sweet disdain, When I remind her--speaking low-- That once she did not flout me so, She asks me--do I think 'twill rain? Then when in anger I am fain To leave her, swear I've naught to gain By staying, save th'increase of woe, Clarissa laughs. Yet when I beg of her to deign To answer, give it joy or pain, She smiles. So then I cannot go, For with her smiles my love doth grow. Yet when I press my suit again, Clarissa laughs. RUTH PARSONS MILNE. _Smith College Monthly_. ~'Mid the Roses.~ 'Mid the roses she is standing, In her garden, waiting there; Roses all about her glowing, Roses shining in her hair. May I, dare I, ask the question Which my heart has asked before? |
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