Accompanying a piece of Macrame lace sent by a young lady to a Harvard Sophomore.
'T IS said sweet maids of twenty-three
With care have naught to do;
But know that one has this much care,
She cares, dear youth, for you.
This macrame, sweet Will, for you
With greatest care I've done;
'T will symbolize the parson's knot
That ought to make us one.
In knotty problems I excel.
Beware! you've cause for fear!
Some luckless youth I vow to trap
Ere passeth this leap-year.
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