YOUTH (@3sentimentally@1): OH, Echo, tell me, nymph divine (For secrets all are thine), Oh, tell me who shall be my flame, And what shall be her name? Has she money? Has she youth? Mind your duty; Tell the truth! ECHO (@3calmly@1): @3Ruth@1 YOUTH (@3joyfully@1): Oh, what a lovely name is Ruth! And who could find, forsooth, A name more fit with mine to rank, -- With mine, for it is Frank? Has she 'nother? Don't postpone! Now, don't bother, -- Like @3my own?@1 ECHO (@3spitefully@1): @3Mahone@1. YOUTH (@3aghast@1): What! Ruth Mahone? You know, by gad, Can't have a name like that. Too vulgar that! If't is my fate, And I'm to be her mate, What's to sweeten Matrimony, Or the wedding Cere@3mony?@1 ECHO (@3promptly@1): @3Money@1. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE JAIN BIRD HOSPITAL IN DELHI by WILLIAM MEREDITH BEARS AT RASPBERRY TIME by HAYDEN CARRUTH IRELAND; WRITTEN FOR THE ART AUTOGRAPH DURING IRISH FAMINE by SIDNEY LANIER IN THE UNDERWORLD by ISAAC ROSENBERG |