The Tender
Let them whirl round, then, and leave us to wander!
Wand’ring to love is a heavenly dance.
Cupid, the near one, o’erhears their deriding,
Vengeance takes suddenly, vengeance takes soon. Let them whirl round, then, and leave us to wander!
Wand’ring to love is a heavenly dance.
1789.* ——- SELF-DECEIT.
My neighbour’s curtain, well I see,
Is moving to and fin.
No doubt she’s list’ning eagerly,
If I’m at home or no.
And if the jealous grudge I bore
And openly confess’d,
Is nourish’d by me as before,
Within my inmost breast.
Alas! no fancies such as these
E’er cross’d the dear child’s thoughts.
I see ’tis but the ev’ning breeze
That with the curtain sports.
1803. ——- DECLARATION OF WAR.
OH, would I resembled
The country girls fair,
Who rosy-red ribbons
And yellow hats wear!
To believe I was pretty
I thought was allow’d;
In the town I believed it
When by the youth vow’d.
Now that Spring hath return’d,
All my joys disappear;
The girls of the country
Have lured him from here.
To change dress and figure,
Was needful I found,
My bodice is longer,
My petticoat round.
My hat now is yellow.
My bodice like snow;
The clover to sickle
With others I go.
Something pretty, e’er long
Midst the troop he explores;
The eager boy signs me
To go within doors.
I bashfully go,—
Who I am, he can’t trace;
He pinches my cheeks,
And he looks in my face.
The town girl now threatens
You maidens with war;
Her twofold charms pledges.
Of victory are.
1803. ——- LOVER IN ALL SHAPES.
To be like a fish,
Brisk and quick, is my wish;
If thou cam’st with thy line.
Thou wouldst soon make me thine.
To be like a fish,
Brisk and quick, is my wish.
Oh, were I a steed!
Thou wouldst love me indeed.
Oh, were I a car
Fit to bear thee afar!
Oh, were I a steed!
Thou wouldst love me indeed.
I would I were gold
That thy fingers might hold!
If thou boughtest aught then,
I’d return soon again.
I would I were gold
That thy fingers might hold!
I would I were true,
And my sweetheart still new!
To be faithful I’d swear,
And would go away ne’er.
I would I were true,
And my sweetheart still new!
I would I were old,
And wrinkled and cold,
So that if thou said’st No,
I could stand such a blow!
I would I were old,
And wrinkled and cold.
An ape I would be,
Full of mischievous glee;
If aught came to vex thee,
I’d plague and perplex thee.
An ape I would be,
Full of mischievous glee
As a lamb I’d behave,
As a lion be brave,
As a lynx clearly see,
As a fox cunning be.
As a lamb I’d behave,
As a lion be brave.
Whatever I were,
All on thee I’d confer;
With the gifts of a prince
My affection evince.
Whatever I were,
All on thee I’d confer.
As nought diff’rent can make me,
As I am thou must take me!
If I’m not good enough,
Thou must cut thine own stuff.
As nought diff’rent can make me,
As I am thou must take me!
1815.* ——- THE GOLDSMITH’S APPRENTICE.
My neighbour, none can e’er deny,
Is a most beauteous maid;
Her shop is ever in mine eye,
When working at my trade.
To ring and chain I hammer then
The wire of gold assay’d,
And think the while: “For Kate, oh when
Will such a ring be made?”
And when she takes her shutters down,
Her shop at once invade,
To buy and haggle, all the town,
For all that’s there displayd.
I file, and maybe overfile
The wire of gold assay’d;
My master grumbles all the while,—
Her shop the mischief made.
To ply her wheel she straight begins,
When not engaged in trade;
I know full well for what she spins,—
’Tis hope guides that dear maid.
Her leg, while her small foot treads on,
Is in my mind portray’d;
Her garter I recall anon,—
I gave it that dear maid.
Then to her lips the finest thread
Is by her hand convey’d.
Were I there only in its stead,
How I would kiss the maid!
1808. ——- ANSWERS IN A GAME OF QUESTIONS.