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And everything is as starkly beautiful as a page from Sigrid Undset,
And your arm goes round her waist and you make an avowal
which for masterfully marshaled emotional content might have been a
page of Ouida’s or Thackeray’s,
And after a silence fraught with romance she says, I forgot to order the
limes for the Daiquiris.

Or in a twilight drawing room you have just asked the most momentous
of questions,
And after a silence fraught with romance she says, I think this little table
would look better where that little table is, but then where would that
little table go, have you any suggestions?
And that’s the way they go around hitting below our belts;

It isn’t that nothing is sacred to them, it’s just that at the Sacred Moment
they are always thinking of something else.

- BM

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