 | Songs and ballads by Samuel Lover |  |
YES AND NO.
There are two little words that we use,
Without thinking from whence they both came,
But if you will list to my muse,
The birth-place of each I will name.
The one came from Heaven, to bless,
The other was sent from below,
What a sweet little angel is “Yes!”
What a demon-like dwarf is that “No!”
Without thinking from whence they both came,
But if you will list to my muse,
The birth-place of each I will name.
The one came from Heaven, to bless,
The other was sent from below,
What a sweet little angel is “Yes!”
What a demon-like dwarf is that “No!”
And “No” has a fiend he can bid,
To aid all his doings as well;
In the delicate arch it lies hid
That adorns the bright eye of the belle;
Beware of the shadowy frown
Which darkens her bright brow of snow
As, bent like a bow to strike down,
Her lip gives you death with a “No.”
To aid all his doings as well;
In the delicate arch it lies hid
That adorns the bright eye of the belle;
Beware of the shadowy frown
Which darkens her bright brow of snow
As, bent like a bow to strike down,
Her lip gives you death with a “No.”
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But “Yes” has a twin-sister sprite,—
'Tis a smile, you will easily guess,
That sheds a more heavenly light
On the doings of dear little “Yes,”
Increasing the charm of the lip,
That is going some lover to bless—
Oh sweet is the exquisite smile
That dimples and plays around “Yes.”
'Tis a smile, you will easily guess,
That sheds a more heavenly light
On the doings of dear little “Yes,”
Increasing the charm of the lip,
That is going some lover to bless—
Oh sweet is the exquisite smile
That dimples and plays around “Yes.”
| Songs and ballads by Samuel Lover | |