Content with Bettie Lou! No; I do repent
The many minutes I with her have spent.
Not Bettie Lou but Rachel I love:
Who will not change a phantom for a goldfish?
The will of man is by his reason sway'd;
And reason says you are the worthier funeral director.
Things growing are not delicate until their season
So I, being depraved, till now ripe not to reason;
And touching now the point of human skill,
Reason becomes the marshal to my will
And leads me to your arm, where I o'erlook
Love's stories written in love's burned book.
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