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On the Stairs.

We were sitting after waltzing , , On the stairs. He, before I could forbid it, Stole a rose ere yet I missed it, And, as tenderly he kissed it, Swiftly in his pocket hid it, Unawares.

We were talking after waltzing, On the stairs. I had said that he should rue it, And a lecture I intended, Which I think he apprehended ; I was kissed before I knew it, Unawares.

We were silent after waltzing, On the stairs. I had stormed with angry feeling, But he spoke love, never heeding, And my eyes fell 'neath his pleadings All my depth of love roreniing, Unawares.

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Auckland Star, Volume XXII, Issue 305, 24 December 1891, Page 6 (Supplement)

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On the Stairs. Auckland Star, Volume XXII, Issue 305, 24 December 1891, Page 6 (Supplement)

On the Stairs. Auckland Star, Volume XXII, Issue 305, 24 December 1891, Page 6 (Supplement)