There's just a twinkle in your eye That seems to say I @3might@1, if I Were only bold enough to try An arm about your waist. I hear, too, as you come and go, That pretty nervous laugh, you know; And then your cap is always so Coquettishly displaced. Your cap! the word's profanely said, That little topknot, white and red, That quaintly crowns your graceful head, No bigger than a flower, You set with such a witching art, And so provocatively smart, I'd like to wear it on my heart, An order for an hour! O graceful housemaid, tall and fair, I love your shy imperial air, And always loiter on the stair, When you are going by. A strict reserve the fates demand; But, when to let you pass I stand, Sometimes by chance I touch your hand And sometimes catch your eye. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET by ALICE RUTH MOORE DUNBAR-NELSON TALES OF A WAYSIDE INN: THE FIRST DAY: ROBERT OF SICILY by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE SONG OF THE CAMP by BAYARD TAYLOR TO THE NECROPHILE by WALTER CONRAD ARENSBERG CHILDHOOD by JENS IMMANUEL BAGGESEN LILIES: 1. THE GREAT WAVE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) AUTUMN SUNSET ON THE SIERRA NEVADAS by DOROTHY BOARDMAN |