The Poetry Corner

Nursery Rhyme. CCCCLXXIX. Love And Matrimony.

By Unknown

"Madam, I am come to court you, If your favour I can gain." "Ah, Ah!" said she, "you are a bold fellow, If I e'er see your face again!" "Madam, I have rings and diamonds, Madam, I have houses and land, Madam, I have a world of treasure, All shall be at your command." "I care not for rings and diamonds, I care not for houses and lands, I care not for a world of treasure, So that I have but a handsome man." "Madam, you think much of beauty, Beauty hasteneth to decay, For the fairest of flowers that grow in summer Will decay and fade away."