IT was never imported from France With a dainty Parisian frou-frou, Nor upon it do bull-fighters prance, As only the Spaniards can do. It was stencilled by no one knows who, Yet @3I'd@1 give all my coupons and rents For that one precious keepsake from you -- The fan that cost $0.63. On the staircase we sat out a dance, Or twenty, for all that I knew; At times on the bliss of my trance The breath of the roses stole through. But redder than rose-petals grew Your cheeks, at my swift compliments; So the softest of breezes it blew -- The fan that cost $0.63. It all seemed like a fairy romance, Below us the laughter and mu- Sic, while now and again, such a glance As is given on earth but to few From the depths of your eyes, fond and true, Set me dreaming of all their contents, Till I woke, -- something hid them from view, -- The fan that cost $0.63! ENVOY. My queen, for your favor I sue; If your heart through my pleading relents, To your feelings pray send me one clue -- The fan that cost $0.63. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SCHOOLBOYS IN WINTER by JOHN CLARE TO ONE IN BEDLAM by ERNEST CHRISTOPHER DOWSON FOR THE BAPTIST by WILLIAM DRUMMOND OF HAWTHORNDEN VERS LIBRE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS DEDICATIONS AND INSCRIPTIONS: 11. TO EDWARD THOMAS, WITH A PLAY by GORDON BOTTOMLEY DEDICATION TO *** by JOHN CHALK CLARIS A SONG. IMITATED FROM THE MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM by WILLIAM COLLINS (1721-1759) |