DOROTHY.
It is no use. I’ve tned and tried ; I've vowed and prayed and sighed and sighed. And even sworn. Confound it I still My stupid tongue defies my will; for when that maiden comes in view This is the only way I woo—- * How do you do, Dorothy ? Oh, Dorothy 1 how do you do?' I'm sure my necktie isn’t straight : These boots are far too big for me : My collar's limp—at any rate That I adore her she shall see. I try to think of something new : But there ! I only stumble through ‘How do you do. Dorothy ? Oh, Dorothy ! how do yon dot In all the world there is no maid Of whom I am as much afraid. And yet she is so small and fair. With sapphire eyes and spun-gold hair. That when she whispers ‘ I love yon ’ I simply say, in rapture true, ‘ How do you do, Dorothy? Ob, Dorothy ! how do you do?' Pearl Eytinge.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XI, Issue 51, 23 December 1893, Page 552
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161DOROTHY. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XI, Issue 51, 23 December 1893, Page 552
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