For your assailant to turn up his nose,
Than you your toes!
Words beget blows—from blows contusions rise,
Which, cutting off your lachrymal supplies,
May dam your eyes—
At least their conduits; tempt no further brawl;
For though "black eyes most dazzle at a ball,"
You'd find, in spite of all you'd thought before,
A ball would dazzle your black eyes much more.
Think of your challenger, bent straight on fight,