I WILL BE KIND TO YOU.
I
I will be kind to you, kinder than ever,
Watching your will in the glance of your eye.
Oh! do not think I could cruelly sever
A bud from the bough, and then leave it to die!
II
Check not those natural tears, they are flowing
For friends who were kind, ere your lover was known;
Yet, you may smile through those tears, you are going
With one whose affection shall equal their own.
III
I will be kind to you, though it may wound you
To leave your lov'd home, this atonement I'll make.
All my life long, I will strive to surround you
With smiles, such as those you resign'd for my sake.
IV
Surely you cannot believe, if I wanted
The sweetest exotic my taste could select,
I'd turn away, when my prize was transplanted,
And leave it to wither, and die of neglect.