Wednesday, August 26, 2009

The Lady's Reward


I can't help but love the poetess Dorothy Parker - she is exquisitely cynical, but her lyrics betray that she is an actual romantic searching for love and truth even if all her efforts to find those things are frustrated. And that's what many people are after (love and truth) - we just don't all admit when we've found them and call them by other, ugly names.








The Lady's Reward
Lady, lady, never start
Conversation toward your heart;
Keep your pretty words serene;
Never murmur what you mean.
Show yourself, by word and look,
Swift and shallow as a brook.
Be as cool and quick to go
As a drop of April snow;
Be as delicate and gay
As a cherry flower in May.
Lady, lady, never speak
Of the tears that burn your cheek-
She will never win him, whose
Words had shown she feared to lose.
Be you wise and never sad,
You will get your lovely lad.
Never serious be, nor true,
And your wish will come to you-
And if that makes you happy, kid,
You'll be the first it ever did.

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