YOU SMILED
by Walter Savage Landor
| You smiled, you spoke and I believed, |
| By every word and smile- deceived. |
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| Another man would hope no more; |
| Nor hope I- what I hoped before. |
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| But let not this last wish be vain; |
| Deceive, deceive me once again! |
There is a Lady Sweet and Kind
by Thomas Ford
| There is a lady sweet and kind, | | Was never a face so pleased my mind; | | I did but see her passing by, | | And yet, I'll love her till I die. |
| | Her gesture, motion, and her smiles, | | Her wit, her voice my heart beguiles, | | Beguiles my heart, I know not why, | | And yet, I'll love her till I die. |
| | Cupid is winged and he doth range, | | Her country, so, my love doth change: | | But change she earth, or change she sky, | | Yet, I will love her till I die. |
Upon Julia's Clothes
by Robert Herrick
| Whenas in silks my Julia goes, | | Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows | | The liquefaction of her clothes. |
| | Next, when I cast mine eyes, and see | | That brave vibration, each way free, | | Oh, how that glittering taketh me! |
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