quot; Yes !quot; I ans night ;
quot; No !quot; this morning, Sir, I say !
Colours, seen by candle-light,
ill not look the same by day.
abors played t,
Lamps above, and laughs below --
Love me sounded like a jest,
Fit for Yes or fit for No !
Call me false, or call me free --
Vo may shine,
No man on your face shall see
Any grief for change on mine.
Yet th --
time to dance is not to woo --
ooer ligroth --
Scorn of me recoils on you !
Learn to h
Nobly, as thing is high ;
Bravely, as for life and death --
ity.
Lead ive boards,
Point o tarry skies,
Guard ruthful words,
Pure from courtsteries.
By your trutrue --
Ever true, as wives of yore --
And o you,
ShALL be Yes for evermore.