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"I want a wife," said Brown, "and since I've jilted been by Fanny, To make the faithless creature wince I'll Miriam wed—or Annie."
Said Robinson, "No other maid Such passion can inspire; A frenzy not to be gainsaid, That fills my veins with fire."
Said Black, "The maiden I adore As with a saint's devotion The sacredest of shrines before,— A still and rapt emotion."
"She's full of wild caprice," said Green, "And strange and fitful fancies, But in her alone of all I've seen A spirit of romance is."
"Ah me! I love her much," sighed Page, "But then a bird so gay Would need a gorgeous golden cage, And ever sing 'pay, pay.'"
"She's of her sex the perfect flower," Said Harrison, "about her There's such a strange magnetic power Life's nothing worth without her."
Guess now, of all who bent the knee, Who finally enchained her? Alas! I can't but fear that he Who least deserved her gained her.
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