I. YOU'd admire my city sweetheart (If you met her) For her style. Yes! you'd praise her beauteous face, And her figure's perfect grace! Ah! how daintily she walks, And how charmingly she talks! Yet -- I think you could forget her, -- Could forget that artful maiden In a while! Though you'd praise my city sweetheart And her style. II. But you'd love my country sweetheart (If you met her) For her smile. And her trusting eyes of blue Would have far more charm for you Than the changing laugh and frown Of the fair coquette in town -- Ah! You never could forget her, -- Ne'er forget that artless maiden And her smile; For you'd love my country sweetheart All the while! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE, FR. THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM by RICHARD BARNFIELD OLNEY HYMNS: 35. LIGHT SHINING OUT OF DARKNESS by WILLIAM COWPER UNDER HOUSE ARREST IN WINDSOR by HENRY HOWARD THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 34. THE DARK GLASS by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI WHEN I PERUSE THE CONQUER'D FAME by WALT WHITMAN |