Classic Poem

When as in silks MY Julia goes,
Adorned with costly furbelows,
The which add to her stately air
And make her fairest of the fair,
My heart beats high, and I confess
To deep and passionate distress.
But all the same I turn aside—
I can't afford so rich a bride!

For pressing economic laws
Conspire to give my passion pause.
The cost of living is so great
I can't afford the wedded state,
When plus the rent, the bread, the milk,
I'd have to pay for all that silk—
But I'd propose if Julia'd go
For just a while in calico!

“The liquefaction” 's fair to see,
But “liquidation” bothers me!