A VALENTINE GAME

By Christopher Morley

They have a game, thus played:

He says unto his maid

What are those shining things

So brown, so golden brown?

And she, in doubt, replies

How now, what shining things

So brown?

But then, she coming near,

To see more clear,

He looks again, and cries

( All startled with surprise )

Sweet wretch, they are your eyes,

So brown, so brown!

The climax and the end consist

In kissing, and in being kissed.