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Posted by Ikram Al Kahtani on December 2, 2007, 10:47 pm
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was praying in a somewhat unbecoming posture when he asked her
whether she did not believe the gods could see her from behind - that I
do not know; but this I do know, that if I should say to her ladyship
kneeling down in church: "The folds of your gown do not fall according
to fashion," she would be more alarmed than if she had given offense to
the gods. Woe to the outcast, the male Cinderella, who has not
comprehended this! By the immortal gods, what pray, is a woman who is
not in fashion; I adjure you by the gods, and what when she is in
fashion!
Whether all this is true? Well, make trial of it: let the swain, his
beloved one sinks rapturously on his breast, whispering unintelligibly:
"Thine forever," and hides her head on his bosom - let him but say to
her: "My sweet Kitty, your coiffure is not at all in fashion." -
Possibly, men don't give thought to this, but he who knows it, and has
the reputation of knowing it, he is the most dangerous man in the
kingdom. What blissful hours the lover passes with his sweetheart before
marriage I do not know; but of the blissful hours she spends in my shop
he hasn't the slightest inkling either. Without my special license and
sanction a marriage
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