Lehigh Burr.
~She Sayeth "No."~
She sayeth "No"—my lady fair—
And lightly laughs at my despair.
She quick evades my least caress,
Nor grants to me a single tress
From out her wealth of golden hair.
Yet to her cheeks creeps crimson rare,
When I for her my love declare.
But while her blue eyes tell me "Yes,"
She sayeth "No."
The maid well knows I would not dare
Try to escape her gentle snare.
And, if I really must confess,
I own I trust her lips far less
Than her blue eyes beyond compare.
She sayeth "No."
BERTRAND A. SMALLEY. Dartmouth Literary Monthly.
~Silhouettes.~
Grandma's shadow on the wall,
Graceful figure, slim and tall,
Shadow of a maiden fair,
Lofty head, with rippling hair,
Nose "la Grecque" from Hebe stole:
Charming, very, on the whole,
Is this shadow on the wall,
Fifty years ago,—that's all.
Grandpa's shadow on the wall,
Straight this shadow is, and tall;
(Nose "la Roman," we might say)
Stately mien, and courtly way;
Now it's deeply bowing, oh!
But see! for kneeling low
Is this shadow on the wall,
Fifty years ago,—that's all.
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