Car Poem – The Voiturette Did It
Horse Woman of the 20th Century – Illustration from Automobile Magazine circa 1900
Car Poem: The Voiturette Did It
[as it originally appeared in the August 1900 edition of The Automobile magazine]
Fast he held her hand in his’n,
In a sort of love-locked prison,
While he told the burning story of the love that rent his breast:
And the maiden sat and listened,
While her eyes with triumph glistened,
As his all-consuming passion he in trembling tones confessed.
But she tenderly repulsed him;
How her words with pain convulsed him!
But he’ d often heard that fainting heart ne’er won fair lady yet,
And, with eyes upon that beacon,
Hoping that she yet might weaken,
Every point of her objection he with valiant vigor met.
Yet the maid was unrelenting —
Gave no token of repenting,
Though the burning words he uttered seemed to almost singe her ears!
To his every plea emphatic
She would shake her curl-topped attic,
And his feelings overcame him till he almost burst in tears!
Then a thrill of hope ran through him
As a happy thought came to him,
And the feelings of joy within him burst forth in epithet.
As she fell upon his bosom,
Hugged him as in fear she’d lose him —
He had promised that his bridal gift would be a brand new voiturette.
—(Ex.)