a new poem

I wrote this a couple of days ago, and thought the readers of the Lily might find it amusing. Here goes:

Proposal and Refusal, a dialogue.

He:My dearest dear, I'll tell you true,
I'm getting very fond of you.
Each day I love you more and more,
And better than the day before;
I love upon your face to look
And just adore the way you cook,
And so I would delighted be
If you, my dear, would marry me.

She: My dearest boy, I must confess,
I like you daily less and less!
You talk about your deeds all day
And never heed a word I say;
You eat my stews and soups and pies
But never praise my shining eyes,
So - though I hate to cause you woe -
The answer to your plea is No.

He: O love, I pray you reconsider,
My life without you will be bitter!
Your merry laugh I'll sorely miss,
Your rosy lips I fain would kiss,
Your sea-blue eyes I'd ever praise
All through our happy married days,
And looking on your golden hair
My joy would be beyond compare.

She: O go away and leave me be!
You'll nothing gain by flattering me.
My hair is red, as any fire
(Except your "burning" heart's desire),
My eyes are green, if you would look
Instead of talking like a book;
O blind and foolish, go - adieu!
Be sure I'll never marry you!

He: Alas, alack, O woe is me!
O maiden full of cruelty!
Without you I will surely die -
She: O, you would do so by and by,
In any case! Now go away!
I'm sick of you, you popinjay!
Your suit is cold, and so are you;
Begone, you horrid thing - adieu!

I just added a very cool new feature I found, the Annunciation Scene of the Week! There are about 50 different ones altogether. SO, for context, one of my favorite songs ever:

ANGELUS ad Virginem subintrans in conclave
Virginis formidinem demulcens inquit:<>>
Ave, Regina virginum,
caeli terraeque Dominum
concipies et paries intacta
salutem hominum,
tu porta caeli facta
medela criminum.

Quomodo conciperem quae virum non cognovi?
Qualiter infringerem quod firma mente vovi?
Spiritus Sancti gratia
perficiet haec omnia;
ne timeas, sed gaudeas, secura
quod castimonia
manebit in te pura
Dei potentia.

Ad haec virgo nobilis respondens inquit ei:
Ancilla sum humilis omnipotentis Dei.
Tibi caelesti nuntio,
tanti secreti conscio
consentiens et cupiens videre
factum quod audio;
parata sum parere
Dei consilio.

Eia Mater Domini quae pacem reddidisti
Angelis et homini cum Christum genuisti:
tuum exora Filium
ut se nobis propitium
exhibeat et deleat peccata:
praestans auxilium
vita frui beata
post hoc exsilium.