Epigraph
“I clasped my hand close to my breast,
While my heart was as light as a feather,
Yet nothing I said, I protest,
But, —— ‘Madam! ’tis very fine weather!’”
RITSON’S SONGS.
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“I clasped my hand close to my breast,
While my heart was as light as a feather,
Yet nothing I said, I protest,
But, —— ‘Madam! ’tis very fine weather!’”
RITSON’S SONGS.