Fuess and Stearns, comps. The Little Book of Society Verse. 1922.
By. Thomas CampbellSenexs Soliloquy on His Youthful Idol
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Says Conscience, should content ye:
Nay, name not fondness to her ears—
The darling’s scarcely twenty.
To dote thus out of season;
But beauty is a beam from heaven
That dazzles blind our reason.
Yes, from his spheres harmonic,
To look in Mary Campbell’s eyes
And try to be Platonic.