Was she his wife the first moment they met?
Did she no gradual wooing receive?
Was she never a girl?—I am sorry for Eve!
Or if like others her history sped,
In those lovely regions to mortals unknown;
Flirting and courting and woo'd ere she wed,
Was the bird of her paradise Eve's chaperone?
I wonder if Adam my fancy would strike
As something like Harry!—What is Harry like?
Handsome and tall, with command in his eye,