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The Belle's Soliloquy

Ella Wheeler Wilcox 1855 (Janesville) – 1919

Heigh Ho! Well, the season’s over!
 Once again we’ve come to Lent!
Programme’s changes from balls and parties
 Now we’re ordered to repent.
Forty days of self-denial!
 Tell you what, I think it pays –
Know’t’l freshen my complexion
 Going slow for forty days.

No more savoury French suppers
 Such as Madame R- can give.
Well, I need a little thinning –
 Just a trifle – sure’s you live!
Sometimes been afraid my plumpness
 Might grow into downright fat.
Rector urges need of fasting
 Think there’s lot of truth in that.

We must meditate, he tells us,
 On our several acts of sin,
And repent them. Let me see now –
 Whereabouts shall I begin!
Flirting – yes, they say ‘tis wicked;
 Well, I’m awful penitent.
(Wonder if my handsome major
 Goes to early Mass though Lent?)

Love of dress! I’m guilty there too –
 Guess it’s my besetting sin.
Still I’m somewhat like the lillies,
 For I neither toil or spin.
Forty days I’ll wear my plainest
 Could repentance be more true?
What a saving on my dresses!
 They’ll make over just like new.

Pride, and worldliness and all that,
 Rector bade us pray about
Every day through Lenten season,
 And I mean to be devout!
Papa always talks entrenchment
 Lent is just the very thing.
Hope he’ll get enough in pocket
 So we’ll move up town next spring.

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Submitted on May 13, 2011

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