quot; Yes !quot; I ans night ;

    quot; No !quot; this morning, Sir, I say !

    Colours, seen by candle-light,

    ill not look the same by day.

    abors played t,

    Lamps above, and laughs below --

    Love me sounded like a jest,

    Fit for Yes or fit for No !

    Call me false, or call me free --

    Vo may shine,

    No man on your face shall see

    Any grief for change on mine.

    Yet th --

    time to dance is not to woo --

    ooer ligroth --

    Scorn of me recoils on you !

    Learn to h

    Nobly, as thing is high ;

    Bravely, as for life and death --

    ity.

    Lead ive boards,

    Point o tarry skies,

    Guard ruthful words,

    Pure from courtsteries.

    By your trutrue --

    Ever true, as wives of yore --

    And o you,

    ShALL be Yes for evermore.