NAY, lady, one frown is enough|
In a life as soon over as this—
And though minutes seem long in a huff,
They’re minutes ’tis pity to miss!
The smiles you imprison so lightly
Are reckon’d, like days in eclipse;
And though you may smile again brightly,
You’ve lost so much light from your lips!
Pray, lady, smile!
The cup that is longest untasted