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Rules and Regulations

by Lewis Carroll

0.4408 − 0.6427i

Drawing the boundary…

There is a lady sweet and kind

by Thomas Ford

0.4104 − 0.6174i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

Rules and Regulations

by Lewis Carroll

A short direction
To avoid dejection,
By variations
In occupations,
And prolongation
Of relaxation,
And combinations
Of recreations,
And disputation
On the state of the nation
In adaptation
To your station,
By invitations
To friends and relations,
By evitation
Of amputation,
By permutation
In conversation,
And deep reflection
You'll avoid dejection.

Learn well your grammar,
And never stammer,
Write well and neatly,
And sing most sweetly,
Be enterprising,
Love early rising,
Go walk of six miles,
Have ready quick smiles,
With lightsome laughter,
Soft flowing after.
Drink tea, not coffee;
Never eat toffy.
Eat bread with butter.
Once more, don't stutter.

Don't waste your money,
Abstain from honey.
Shut doors behind you,
(Don't slam them, mind you.)
Drink beer, not porter.
Don't enter the water
Till to swim you are able.
Sit close to the table.
Take care of a candle.
Shut a door by the handle,
Don't push with your shoulder
Until you are older.
Lose not a button.
Refuse cold mutton.
Starve your canaries.
Believe in fairies.
If you are able,
Don't have a stable
With any mangers.
Be rude to strangers.

Moral: Behave.

There is a lady sweet and kind

by Thomas Ford

There is a lady sweet and kind,
Was never face so pleased my mind;
I did but see her passing by,
And yet I love her till I die.

Her gesture, motion, and her smiles,
Her wit, her voice, my heart beguiles—
Beguiles my heart, I know not why,
And yet I love her till I die.

Her free behaviour, winning looks,
Will make a lawyer burn his books;
I touched her not—alas, not I—
And yet I love her till I die.

Had I her fast betwixt mine arms,
Judge you that think such sports were harms;
Were’t any harm? no, no—fie, fie—
For I will love her till I die.

Should I remain confined there
So long as Phoebus in his sphere,
I to request, she to deny—
Yet would I love her till I die.

Cupid is winged and doth range;
Her country so my love doth change;
But change the earth or change the sky,
Yet will I love her till I die.

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