Ladys Yes, The
"Yes," I answered you last night;
"No," this m, Sir, I say.
Colours seen by dlelight,
Will not look the same by day.
When the viols played their best,
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---
Vow, whatever light may shine,
No man on your face shall see
Any grief for ge on mine.
Yet the sin is on us both---
Time to dance is not to woo---
Wht makes fickle troth---
S of me recoils on you.
Learn to win a ladys faith
Nobly, as the thing is high;
Bravely, as for life ah---
With a loyal gravity.
Lead her from the festive boards,
Poio the starry skies,
Guard her, by your truthful words,
Pure from courtships flatteries.
By your truth she shall be true---
Ever true, as wives of yore---
And her Yes, once said to you,
SHALL be Yes for evermore.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning