Pebbles and Shells (Hawkes collection)/Yes or No
YES OR NO
They sat within a dreamy bower, And passed the hours in converse sweet; He by her side, yet at her feet,Nor heard the clock upon the towerThat chimed each swiftly passing hour; And in each moment passing fleet He racked his wits for some conceitTo supplement his feeble power In asking for the maiden's hand;While she impatient of delay,But looked the words she dared not say, And wished that he might understand.Only a word and idle breath,But yes was life, and no was death.