Evening Republican, Volume 22, Number 171, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 22 July 1919 — LOVE IN A COTTAGE [ARTICLE]

LOVE IN A COTTAGE

They may talk of love in a cottage, And bowers of trellised vine— Of nature bewitchingly simple, And milkmaids half divine; They may talk of the pleasure of sleeping In the shade of a spreading tree. And walk In the fields of morning. By the side of a footstep free! • t ‘ But give me a sly flirtation Bf the light of a chandelier— With music to play in the pauses. And nobody very near; Or a seat on a silken sofa. With a glass of pure old wine, - And mamma too blind to discover The small white hand" in mine. Your love in a cottage is hungry, Your vine is a nest of flies— Your milkmaid stacks the graces. And simplicity talks of pies! You lie down to your shady slumber And wake with a bug in your ear, And your damsel that walks in the morning Is shod like a mountaineer. True love'is at home on a carpet. And mightily likes his ease— And true love has an eye for a dinner. And starves beneath shady trees. His wing is the fan of a lady. His foot’s an invisible thing. And his arrow is tipped with a jewel And shot from a silver string. -AT. P. Willis.