Bachelors Quest.

She may be dark or may be fair,     If beauty she possesses;     But she must have abundant hair -     I doat on flowing tresses.     Her skin must be clear, soft and white     Her cheeks with health's tints glowing,     Her eyes beam with a liquid light, -     Red lips her white teeth showing.     She must be graceful as a fawn,     With bosom gently swelling,     Her presence fresh as early dawn, -     A heart for love to dwell in.     She must be trusting, yet aware     That flatterer's honey'd phrases     Are often but a wily snare,     To catch her in love's mazes.     Accomplishments she must possess,     These make life worth the having;     And taste, especially in dress     Yet still inclined to saving.     In cookery she must excel,     To this there's no exception,     And serve a frugal meal as well     As manage a reception.     Untidyness she must abhor,     In every household matter;     And resolutely close the door     To any gossip's chatter.     She must love children, for a home     Ne'er seems like home without 'em.     And women seldom care to roam,     Who love their babes about 'em,     Should she have wealth, she must not boast     Or tell of what she brought me;     Content that I should rule the roost, -     (That's what my father taught me.)     If I can find some anxious maid     Who all these charms possesses,     I shall be tempted, I'm afraid,     To pay her my addresses.