A poet says – Oh, she was fair, but sorrow came and left his traces there. What became of the rest of the harness he don’t state. – Erie Dispatch.
Oh, no! Further down the hill of poetry it says – “Come wi’ me, my lassie, and I’ll take thee to thy home.” The balance of the harness is still missing however. – La Cross Democrat.
You are mistaken about that. The same poet, speaking of the same young lady says – “And all the lines that sorrow left have laded out in joy.” The rest of the harness is still missing. – Exchange.
No, – still another piece has turned up for further on, the “poick” informs us that “Loving hands with simple flowers had decked her for the bridal.” Nothing yet has transpired as to the whereabouts of the rest of the harness. – York Republican.
All mistaken – for hath not Addison said: “give me but the belt his waist hath bound a fig tak all the rest the world around?” Don’t be discouraged friends – the “rest” of that harness is “bound to come.” – O. State Journal.
Of course it is. For hath not the poet said – “When Greek meets Greek then comes the tug of war.” Pass along the balance. – Toledo Blade.
We found a part of it “within a mile of Edinboro’ town,” where the lassie blushed and frowning cride, No, no, it will not do; cannot wannot, mannot buckle to.” Who can “hitch up” the remainder of the harness? – Clev. Herald.
Shakespeare has furnished another installment of the lost harness in the couplet: “Must I give way and room to your rash choler? Shall I be frighted, when a madman stares?” – Dav. Gaz.
– Published in The Davenport Daily Gazette, Davenport, Iowa, Tuesday Morning, February 18, 1862, p. 2
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