No matter—now—Sweet—
But when I’m Earl—
Won’t you wish you’d spoken
To that dull Girl?
 
Trivial a Word—just—
Trivial—a Smile—
But won’t you wish you’d spared one
When I’m Earl?
 
I shan’t need it—then—
Crests—will do—
Eagles on my Buckles—
On my Belt—too—
 
Ermine—my familiar Gown—
Say—Sweet—then
Won’t you wish you’d smiled—just—
Me upon?

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