A Sore Point Comments
It was clear that poor Richard was out of the running,
His mortification he could not disguise.
She flirted with Edward, the company shunning,
Soul leaping to soul through their eloquent eyes.
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An interesting love traingle and also the account of the transactions between them. Enjoyed reading.
She sweeps o'er the carpet majestic and queenly; He follows a yard and a half in the rear. His duties are heavy, but perfectly plain: To work for her, love her, and keep off her train. a very fine poem. thanku. tony
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Her peach-blossom face wore a look so malignant His dexterous epigram faltered and failed, Her eye scattered lightnings forbidding, indignant, His ardour was quenched and his countenance paled, While she riddled his length with a fire of disdain. From his head to his foot (on her gossamer train) . great poetic expression great 10+++++++++++++++