Away! is it man? is it woman, Fiend from human loins begotten, JULIAN HAWTHORNE V Mighty little credit, that, Not to love her, though, might be Why, the rosy light, that peeps Through the glass above her, Lingers round her lips, you see E'en the sunbeams love her. So to make my merit more, And I've preached the word I know, To convert the stubborn heart Once again success has crowned For her sweet eyes own that she GEORGE AUGUSTUS BAKER AN AMERICAN GIRL SHE's had a Vassar education, And points with pride to her degrees; She knows a dado from a frieze, A Jacquemart etching, or a Haden, A Whistler, too, perchance might please A free and frank young Yankee maiden. She does not care for meditation; Within her bonnet are no bees; She has a gentle animation, She joins in singing simple glees. She tries no trills, no rivalries With Lucca (now Baronin Räden), With Nilsson or with Gerster; she 's A frank and free young Yankee maiden. I'm blessed above the whole creation, I ask you for congratulation |