Proprietary dilemma

If maiden's sweet propriety
Will dare not lift my eye to thee,
Do not think me coldly hearted,
Merely less than boldly parted.
For where your manly step is grand,
Such dainty feet as mine can't land.
Within our staid soci'ty's bounds,
I must keep to gentler grounds.
But with what looks they do permit,
My heart and soul I do acquit
As hopelessly attached to thee,
Far beyond cold propriety.