Show I S S LOVE I RESERVE J Rondeau Pall Mall Gazette No more did I when first we met Than pay due courtesy his debt I simply vowed to her that day In best reserved and British way The incarnation of Debrett She knew not what therelatent lay Beneath that cold wellmannered clay And calm of feature stony et No more did I S And when I saw her eyes of jet Raised to my own with lovedrops wet And a bewitching cur1 astray Caressing near mY fingers play I smoothed it from her brow arid yet No mOre did p > i > |