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    By Degrees
    by Breton Braley

    I make a very modest plea
    To which I hope you will agree;
        I'm in no rush
        To make you blush
    At my affection hot;
    But, love me now a little bit;
    To-morrow add a bit to it
    And as the days proceed to flit,
        You'll love me quite a lot.

    Your maiden doubts I would not press
    By begging for a sweet caress;
        I'll give you time
        To learn that I'm
    A patient chap, I wot;
    But--kiss me now a little bit,
    To-morrow more, if you see fit,
    And after you get used to it
        You'll kiss me quite a lot.

    I know its isn't in your head
    That I'm the man you want to wed,
        But still you ought
        To give it thought,
    Although it seems absurd;
    So-think of it a little bit.
    To-morrow give more thought to it,
    And as the days proceed to flit
        Perhaps you'll say the word.

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