Elizabeth, I fell in love with you, <br />Without seeing you in person. <br />Without being born in your days, <br />With a figure that I carved of you, <br />Out of manners written in words <br />By Jane Austin in Pride and Prejudice. <br />I have cut such a figure of you in my <br />thought. <br />Like of which no heroine could match <br />If she were to enact you in a play. <br /> <br />You are the epitome of pride, <br />The pride without vanity, <br />The pride without humility either; <br />The pride with a royal aura <br />Without any royal blood. <br />You have had such pride as forbade <br />You even to reveal your love <br />To one you were deeply in love with, <br />And to one who condescended to love <br />Till he himself laboured to spell. <br /> <br />Elizabeth, I fell in love with you <br />For your pride, poise and composure. <br />16.12.2004<br /><br />Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pride-and-prejudice-4/
