Elizabeth Barrett Browning

“ Time to dance is not to woo—
Wooer light makes fickle troth—
Scorn of me recoils on you!
Learn to win a lady's faith
Nobly, as the thing is high;
Bravely, as for life and death—
With a loyal gravity.
Lead her from the festive boards,
Point her to the starry skies,
Guard her, by your truthful words,
Pure from courtship's flatteries.
By your truth she shall be true—
Ever true, as wives of yore—
And her Yes, once said to you,
SHALL be Yes for evermore.
This work was published before January 1, 1928, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. ”

“ I answered you last night;
"No!" this morning, Sir, I say!
Colours, seen by candle-light,
Will not look the same by day. ”