If you were Jill (that's—Somebody),
I should not find "the work" up-hill;
No treading conversation's mill—
Floor, music, theatres—wearily,
If you were Jill.
If you were Jill, and I were Jack,
A kinder light your eyes would fill,
And I should not look glum and black
If I were—Jack, and you were—Jill!