I Wish With All My Heart That

He Obliged Cinderella To Sit Down, And, Putting The Slipper To Her Little Foot, He Found It Went On Very Easily, And Fitted Her As If It Had Been Made Of Wax.

Once Upon A Time There Was A Widow Who Had Two Daughters. The Elder Was So Much Like Her, Both In Looks And Character, That Whoever Saw The Daughter Saw The Mother.

For You Know That I Myself Am A Labyrinth, Where One Easily Gets Lost.

To Wait So Long/and Want A Man Refined And Strong/is Not At All Uncommon. And Yet To Wait One Hundred Years/without A Tear, Without A Care/makes For A Very Rare Woman. So Here Our Tale Appears To Show/how Marriage Deferred/brings Joy Unheard/nothing Lost After A Century Or So. But Others Love With More Ardor/and Wed Quickly Out Of Passion/whatever They Do/i Won’t Deplore/nor Shall I Preach A Lesson.

The Prince, Charmed With These Words, And Much More With The Manner In Which They Were Spoken, Knew Not How To Show His Joy And Gratitude; He Assured Her That He Loved Her Better Than He Did Himself.