 | The poetical works of John Godfrey Saxe |  |
A SUMMER SCENE.
I saw you, lately, at an hour
To lovers reckoned dear
For tender trysts; and this is what
I chanced to see and hear:
To lovers reckoned dear
For tender trysts; and this is what
I chanced to see and hear:
You sat beneath the Summer moon,
A friend on either hand,
And one applauded your discourse,
And one—could understand.
A friend on either hand,
And one applauded your discourse,
And one—could understand.
You quoted gems of poesy
By mighty masters wrought;
And one remarked the pleasant rhyme,
And one, the golden thought.
By mighty masters wrought;
And one remarked the pleasant rhyme,
And one, the golden thought.
Your smiles (how equally bestowed!)
Upon the list'ners fell;
And one was fain to praise your eyes,
And one, to read them well.
Upon the list'ners fell;
And one was fain to praise your eyes,
And one, to read them well.
You jested in a merry vein,
And, conscious, played the child;
And one was moved to brave retort,
And one, in silence, smiled.
And, conscious, played the child;
And one was moved to brave retort,
And one, in silence, smiled.
You spoke of angel-life above
That evermore endures;
And one looked up, with lifted hands,
And one—was kissing yours!
That evermore endures;
And one looked up, with lifted hands,
And one—was kissing yours!
And then you laughed the ringing laugh
That shows a spirit glad;
And one, thereat, was very gay,
And one was something sad.
That shows a spirit glad;
And one, thereat, was very gay,
And one was something sad.
And did you guess (ah! need I ask?)
While thus they sat with you,
That one was but a light gallant,
And one a lover true?
While thus they sat with you,
That one was but a light gallant,
And one a lover true?
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