12. But I think I gave you as good! "That foreign fellow, who can know How she pays, in a playful mood, For his tuning her that piano?" 13. Could you say so, and never say, 66 Suppose we join hands and fortunes, And I fetch her from over the way, Her, piano, and long tunes and short tunes ?" 14. No, no: you would not be rash, Nor I rasher and something over: You've to settle yet Gibson's hash, And Grisi yet lives in clover. 15. But you meet the Prince at the Board, I'm queen myself at bals-paré, I've married a rich old lord, And you 're dubbed knight and an R. A. 16. Each life's unfulfilled, you see; It hangs still, patchy and scrappy: We have not sighed deep, laughed free, Starved, feasted, despaired, — been happy. 17. And nobody calls you a dunce, And people suppose me clever : This could but have happened once, And we missed it, lost it forever. |