WELL I know she is not handsome, She can neither sing nor dance, But I strangely am attracted By each careless nod and glance Of my Madeline. Quite a philanthropic feeling Is my love, so true and rare, For she's burdened with great riches; In which burden I would share With my Madeline. From such heavy care to shield her, Each and every purpose tends. I will help to clip the coupons, And I'll draw the dividends Of my Madeline. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RIDDLERS by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE TO THE UNIVERSITY OF CAMBRIDGE, IN NEW-ENGLAND by PHILLIS WHEATLEY LINES WITH A WEDDING PRESENT by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD PSALM 52 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE GRISELDA: CHAPTER 5 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT MARE AMORIS by GAMALIEL BRADFORD |