The Marvelous Young Man

Strange fits of passion have I known And I will dare to tell But in my lover’s ear alone is Where my secrets dwell A young man, stout of heart, and strong of limb A strong hold on his affections The pleasure which there is in life itself Yet, uncertainty in all directions Though older than himself was I indeed Twas a full twenty and five years Brought hope with me and forward thoughts To explore new and exciting frontiers When really I began my purpose Was only to him to speak Of remedies and of a cheerful hope For truly as a companion I did not seek But there we two were sitting in the shade Fresh as green glistening at break of day The birds were singing in the distant woods While I, with him, had my way!