Ten o’Clock; or, Remember, Love, Remember.
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’Twas ten o’clock one moonlight night,
I ever shall remember,
When every star shone twinkling bright,
In frosty dark December;
When at the window, tap, tap, tap,
I heard a certain well-known rap,
And with these words most clear,
“Remember, ten o’clock, my dear,
Remember, love, remember.”
My mother dozed before the fire,
My dad his pipe was smoking,
I dare not for a word retire,
And was not that provoking?
At length the old folks fell asleep,
I then my promised word to keep,
And for his absence did denote,
He on the window shutters wrote,
“Remember, love, remember.”
And did I heed a treat so sweet?
Oh, yes! and mark the warning,
He said at church we were to meet,
At ten o’clock next morning;
And then we meet no more to part,
To twine for ever hand and heart;
And since that day in wedlock join’d,
The window shutters bring to mind,
“Remember, love, remember.”