@3Phil@1. SAY, Pete, do you like her? @3Pete@1. Like! love her you mean! @3Phil@1. Ain't she jolly and red? @3Pete@1. And hurrah for her! just think of her head! @3Phil@1. As big as a pippin, and round as a bullet! @3Pete@1. And bald! oh! as bald as a newly-plucked pullet! @3Phil@1. Did you look at her eyes too? @3Pete@1. Of course; they are blue. @3Phil@1. Not a bit of it -- black! @3Pete@1. Blue, I tell you -- ask Jack! @3Phil@1. Jack! I've eyes of my own that see better than his! @3Pete@1. Brag on! but for once they have led you amiss. Baby's eyes are blue -- very! @3Phil@1. As black as a berry! @3Pete@1. Blue, you ninny! but s'pose we come down to her nose! It's as funny and fat with an end like -- @3Phil@1. Like a rose? @3Pete@1. No! a small dab of putty just tinted with pink! @3Phil@1. Now, stoo-pid! how can you! I'm sure that I think Nothing nicer than roses so dumpy and smug -- @3Pete@1. Pshaw! you mean it's a boo-ti-ful, boo-ti-ful pug! @3Phil@1. Well, you naughty old Pete! you can't laugh at her chin! @3Pete@1. Oh, no, it's the nattiest, sauciest, sweetest -- @3Phil@1. The nicest, completest, Of arch little chins, with a dimple put in, That winks up like a sunbeam, @3Pete@1. And then her wee throat! @3Phil@1. Her throat like egg-foam, or a syllabub boat On a lake of clear cream! @3Pete@1. And her arms; they are nice now; There's nothing can beat them! @3Phil@1. So plump, round, and soft! I'm most ready to eat them! @3Pete@1. Of course, Phil, you kissed her? @3Phil@1. Oh, didn't I! @3Pete@1. Well! @3Phil@1. Well, I put my mouth down; I had something to tell; Ah! close whispered close in the shy little ear, That seemed to turn up, Pete, half coyly to hear, And again, as I kissed her -- @3Pete@1. You blessed the good Lord for so jolly a sister! @3Phil@1. Yes, I did! @3Pete@1. So did I! @3Phil@1. And now, Pete, 'tis but right We should go in once more and bid "Baby" good night! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GREEK ARCHITECTURE by HERMAN MELVILLE A FATHER OF WOMEN: AD SOROREM E. B. by ALICE MEYNELL LOVE AND AGE by THOMAS LOVE PEACOCK THE HOUSE-WARMING; A LEGEND OF BLEEDING-HEART YARD by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |