Her Reticule.
Small iu size, of varied shape, Passing fashions quick you ape. Skin of crocodile to-day ; To-morrow made some other way. But it’s not your outward look That captive fast my fancy took. Rather oft I’ve speculated As to what’s inside located. Dainty kerchief edged with lace, Finest lawn for softest face—- “ While nestling in its tiny folds, Arc odors culled from scented wolds. A purse moat modest in dimensions, False guide, alas ! to your intentions, Should lover think it indicates Extravagance its owner hates! A bottle, gem ef craftsman’s skill, With scent your reticule will fill; With scent that p’raps this rhyme inspired, As oft before it’s poets fired. VLAN.
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Evening Star, Issue 7449, 18 February 1888, Page 1 (Supplement)
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112Her Reticule. Evening Star, Issue 7449, 18 February 1888, Page 1 (Supplement)
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