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Fuess and Stearns, comps. The Little Book of Society Verse. 1922.

By. Mortimer Collins

Ad Chloen, M.A.

(Fresh from Her Cambridge Examination)

LADY, very fair are you,

And your eyes are very blue,

And your hose;

And your brow is like the snow,

And the various things you know

Goodness knows.

And the rose-flush on your cheek.

And your Algebra and Greek

Perfect are;

And that loving lustrous eye

Recognizes in the sky

Every star.

You have pouting piquant lips,

You can doubtless an eclipse

Calculate;

But for your cærulean hue,

I had certainly from you

Met my fate.

If by an arrangement dual

I were Adams mixed with Whewell,

Then some day

I, as wooer, perhaps might come

To so sweet an Artium

Magistra.