A VALENTINE GAME
(For Two Players)
They have a game, thus played:
He says unto his maid
What are those shining things
So brown, so golden brown?
How now, what shining things
So brown?
Sweet wretch, they are your eyes,
So brown, so brown!
FOR A BIRTHDAY
At two years old the world he sees
Must seem expressly made to please!
Such new-found words and games to try,
Such sudden mirth, he knows not why,