[Poems by Osgood in] The poetry of flowers and Flowers of Poetry | ||
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YOU PUZZLE ME.
LOVE IN A MIST.
You say that you love me;
Yet say it with tears,
Alternately waking
My hopes and my fears!
Yet say it with tears,
Alternately waking
My hopes and my fears!
You smile on my passion,
You pout, as you smile;
And you turn from my touch,
While my heart you beguile.
You pout, as you smile;
And you turn from my touch,
While my heart you beguile.
You bid me begone!
And you frown if I go.
Your blushes say “Yes!”
While your tongue murmurs, “No!”
And you frown if I go.
Your blushes say “Yes!”
While your tongue murmurs, “No!”
You kiss me and vow
That you hate to be kissed!
Ah! truly I'm nothing
But “love in a mist.”
That you hate to be kissed!
Ah! truly I'm nothing
But “love in a mist.”
[Poems by Osgood in] The poetry of flowers and Flowers of Poetry | ||