Anonymous

FINE knacks for ladies! cheap, choice, brave and new,

Good pennyworths,—but money cannot move:

I keep a fair but for the Fair to view,—

A beggar may be liberal of love.

Though all my wares be trash, the heart is true,

The heart is true.

Great gifts are guiles and look for gifts again;

My trifles come as treasures from my mind:

It is a precious jewel to be plain;

Sometimes in shell the orient’st pearls we find:—

Of others take a sheaf, of me a grain!

Of me a grain!

Within this pack pins, points, laces, and gloves,

And divers toys fitting a country fair,

But my heart, wherein duty serves and loves,

Turtles and twins, court’s brood, a heavenly pair—

Happy the heart that thinks of no removes!

Of no removes!