Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: AD ROSAM. '' Mitte sectari Rosa quo locorum Sera moretur." —Hor. I. 38. I Had a vacant dwelling— Where situated, I, As naught can serve the telling, Decline to specify ;— Enough 'twas neither haunted, Entailed, nor out of date ; I put up " Tenant Wanted," And left the rest to Fate. Then, Rose, you passed the window,- I see you passing yet,— Ah, what could I within do, When, Rose, our glances met! Ad Rosam. You snared me, Rose, with ribbons, Your rose-mouth made me thrall, Brief—briefer far than Gibbon's, Was my " Decline and Fall." I heard the summons spoken That all hear—king and clown : You smiled—the ice was broken ; You stopped—the bill was down. How blind we are ! It never Occurred to me to seek If you had come forever, Or only for a week. The words your voice neglected, Seemed written in your eyes ; The thought your heart protected, Your cheek told, missal-wise ;— I read the rubric plainly As any Expert could ; In short, we dreamed,—insanely, As only lovers should. I broke the tall CEnone, That then my chambers graced, Ad Rosam. Because she seemed " too bony," To suit your purist taste ; And you, without vexation, May certainly confess Some graceful approbation, Designed a mon adresse. You liked me then, farina,— You liked me then, I think ; For your sake gall had been a Mere tonic-cup to drink ; For your sake, bonds were trivial, The rack, a tour-de-force ; And banishment, convivial,— Your coming too, of course. Then, Rose, a word in jest meant Would throw you in a state That no well-timed investment Could quite alleviate ; Beyond a Paris trousseau You prized my smile, I know, I, yours—ah, more than Rousseau The lip of d'Houdetot. Ad Rosam. Then, ...