The Argosy — page 263: what you’re looking at

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244 GOOD ADVICE. Be watchful guardian of those eyes of yours, Those lights that lead the hearts of men your way ; Nor use them lke the marsh-light that allures All passers-by, and lures them all astray. Indeed, ’twere better if on me alone, The light of those enchanting lamps were thrown. For pity’s sake laugh seldom, and be slow To smile that sudden smile that thrills one through; For when you smile those four sweet dimples show, And no one knows the mischief dimples do. Or, if you must smile, smile on me: I fear No danger from your daintiest dimples, dear. Speak little. There is something in your voice That seems to send the English language mad ; And when you say “‘ Be sad!” men hear “ Rejoice!” And when you say “Despair!” they hear “Be glad!” I know your harshest word must music be To any man in Europe except me. And never let a hand that holds a rose Droop near to lips of man as this to mine; It is the breath of roses, I suppose, That stirs the blood of most of us, like wine. And most men would have kissed your hand to-day Before you snatched it and its rose away ! And if your hand is threatened with a kiss, Don’t frown and blush and smile, if you are wise ; For if you do, a hand will come—like this— And turn your face round to your lover’s eyes. And then—and then—for anything I know, It’s possible that he may kiss you—so! E. NESBIT. Gomichooks co m