DID you ever love a maid Who called herself quite staid, And said you must not hold her hand or seize it? Whose smile was yet so sweet, And whose pretty hand @3petite@1 Just filled you with a mad desire to squeeze it? One whose rosy little cheek Seemed to bid you come and seek What the pouting, dainty lips forbade you? Whose sparkling, dancing eye Seemed daring you to try, Till you had a wild desire to, -- say, had you? I will own I am in love With a maiden as above, And I'll tell you now a secret, -- it is this: Next time the pretty creature With every piquant feature Seems to tempt me, I shall steal from her a kiss! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VOLUPTAS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON ABYSS by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE SPIRIT OF SHAKESPEARE: 2 by GEORGE MEREDITH TO F - (MRS. FRANCES SARGENT OSGOOD) by EDGAR ALLAN POE INDIGNATION; AN ODE by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE |