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Love's Counsel

For pretty Betty, as she lay
In shadows of the scented hay,
I taxed my Love to find a gem
Of glowing verse, or apothegm.
To grace trie homage I would pay.


" Why not," quoth he, " in roundelay
Beneath her sill to-nieht display
A wreath of song, a diadem

For pretty Betty ? "

" And should those naughty lips convey
By kisses what they ought to say.
What matter ? She will not condemn
The kisses, but returning them,
Will seal to-night thy love to-day

For pretty Betty."




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