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On asking, with whom she is courting, She does say that she is being courted By no one, in assurance comforting; Yet she speaks, with an air convoluted, That she has been married to five; Indeed to her sublime veracity and wit And bravery, and her pure soul so naive, And her nonpareil beauty exquisite. Her pure heart is a shining red ruby, A diamond worthy of her may impress, I'm unworthy, with her touch gold I'd be. Yet upon me she showers not her grace. Oh! I wish her the diamond worthiest For I know she'll be then the happiest.
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Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 5:10 AM UTC
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On asking, with whom she is courting, She does say that she is being courted By no one, in assurance comforting; Yet she speaks, with an air convoluted, That she has been married to five; Indeed to her sublime veracity and wit And bravery, and her pure soul so naive, And her nonpareil beauty exquisite. Her pure heart is a shining red ruby, A diamond worthy of her may impress, I'm unworthy, with her touch gold I'd be. Yet upon me she showers not her grace. Oh! I wish her the diamond worthiest For I know she'll be then the happiest.
(University years)
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Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 5:10 AM UTC
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