I. YOU'd admire my city sweetheart (If you met her) For her style. Yes! you'd praise her beauteous face, And her figure's perfect grace! Ah! how daintily she walks, And how charmingly she talks! Yet -- I think you could forget her, -- Could forget that artful maiden In a while! Though you'd praise my city sweetheart And her style. II. But you'd love my country sweetheart (If you met her) For her smile. And her trusting eyes of blue Would have far more charm for you Than the changing laugh and frown Of the fair coquette in town -- Ah! You never could forget her, -- Ne'er forget that artless maiden And her smile; For you'd love my country sweetheart All the while! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LITANY OF THE DARK PEOPLE by COUNTEE CULLEN THE SEA LOVER by SARA TEASDALE VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 9. VILLA SEBELLONI, BELLAGGIO by SARA TEASDALE ULTIMA THULE: THE CHAMBER OVER THE GATE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW MY SISTER'S SLEEP by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI RECOLLECTINS OF CHRIST'S HOSPITAL by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE NOBLE LAY OF AILLINN by STOPFORD AUGUSTUS BROOKE EPIGRAM TO DON ANTONIO, KING OF PORTUGAL by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |