From the first flowery lips that open to them.”
XX.
“Nay,” answer’d I, “I like him not for that,—
Because a man!”
“What?—not for that?” she said:
“Aha, have shrewder plans?—I know, I know
It would be well if you, or I, could feel
That all were settled for our wedded life;
So many ifs and ifs, it vexes one;