Bewitching Fair, thy lode-star mocking:
To sweetest vengeance I incline.
(Great Scott! the sacrifice is shocking!)
With you to share a gem unique,
My best possession, foolish Molly,
This is the penalty I seek,
Dear fool of Spring, dear spring of Folly!
Yet, ere I give myself away,
And abdicate on foolscap flimsy,
Let me implore you, mark the day—