Give her her ribbon, belt or scarf — To match my rainbow in the sky; Let her prefer her looking-glass, When dewdrops meet me, eye to eye. Give her her pretty flowers or stars, Embossed in silk and figured lace; While I prefer their living forms, Set in a green or azure place. Give her her choice, and give me mine, Remembering still Love's greater worth — That she and I prefer each other To any thing in Heaven or Earth. |