Arts & Sciences
If you get into me, I have no sort of doubt
From Charades and Enigmas
Arts & Sciences
If you get into me, I have no sort of doubt,
But that you will endeavour forthwith to get out ;
Behead me, and then I'm the lone widow's weeds;
Behead me again, and I'm tiny round seeds;
Repeat yet again the above operation,
And I am renowned for my quick imitation,
My mischievous habits, and horrid grimaces, —
You're myself, if you practise unnatural graces.
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MLA
Havergal, Frances Ridley. “If you get into me, I have no sort of doubt.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/havergal/118/.
Chicago
Havergal, Frances Ridley. “If you get into me, I have no sort of doubt.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/havergal/118/.
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