Excerpt from The Drums, and Other PoemsY love knows naught of trick or guile, Her face shows all emotion, It's either tears or cheerful smile Whene'er she takes a notion.She laughs in glee at silly deeds And sobs when she is scolded. Or loudly cries for what she needs Except when sleep-enfolded.She wakes, alas! At day's first peep, And chirps, and calls and chatters, And any chance of others' sleep Why, these are foolish matters!About the Publ...
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