WHEN HEARTS ARE TRUMPS ***
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When Hearts are Trumps
By
Tom Hall
[Illustration]
_New York_ Frederick A. Stokes Company Publishers
Frederick H. Stokes Company
Sixth Edition September 1898
_The verses in this volume have been selected from work that has appeared in various periodicals during the past five years. Especially to the editors of_ LIFE, TRUTH, TOWN TOPICS, VOGUE, _and_ MUNSEY'S MAGAZINE _I have to offer my thanks for their permission to republish the majority of them_.
_T.H._
NEW YORK, February 1, 1894.
Contents.
KINGS & QUEENS & BOWERS
THE PERFECT FACE THE MOONLIGHT SONATA THE KISS THE BRIDE A PROBLEM TO PHYLLIS READING A LETTER A ROSE FROM HER HAIR WHEN I TOLD HER MY LOVE MY LADY, YOU BLUSHED THE AMERICAN SLAVE SELL HER,--THAT'S RIGHT TIME AND PLACE BLOOD ON THE ROSE IN OLD MADRID THE DUEL THE SHROUD LOVE'S RETURN ONE WISH FOR ME TO A WATER-COLOR THE SERENADE TO THE ROSE IN HER HAIR HER REVERIE TO BEAUTY DREAMING OF YOU PLEASE RETURN ALMOST DYING OF ENNUI JACKS FROM JACK HYACINTHS IN THE WALTZ SHE IS MINE OLD TIMES OF MY LOVE THE FAREWELL THE LAST DANCE WHY HE ASKED FOR A VACATION THE EDITOR'S VALENTINE ACTING AN APACHE LOVE-SONG THE OLD-FASHIONED GIRL A RETROSPECT HARD HIT REJECTED
JOKERS
HER YACHTING CAP THEFT BEFORE HER MIRROR AT OLD POINT COMFORT A DROP TOO MUCH INGRATITUDE A FEW RESOLUTIONS A DILEMMA A CHOICE NOT NECESSARY THAT BOSTON GIRL THE HERO THE SWEET SUMMER GIRL HER FAN CERTAINTY CAUGHT AN IMPORTANT DISTINCTION TWO KINDS WHAT IT IS IN HER PEW THE SUSPICIOUS LOVER TO THE STAR A SLIGHT SURPRISE PAST _vs_. PRESENT THE USUAL WAY A DIFFERENCE IN STYLE AFRAID YE RETORT EXASPERATING A RHYMING REVERIE A SURE WINNER TANTALIZATION HIS USUAL FATE ON TWO LETTERS FROM HER A SERENADE--EN DEUX LANGUES WHEN A GIRL SAYS "NO" UNCERTAINTY HER PECULIARITIES TYING THE STRINGS OF HER SHOE WHEN YOU ARE REJECTED A BACHELOR'S VIEWS MY CIGARETTE DISCOVERED THE ICE IN THE PUNCH THE TALE OF A BROKEN HEART WHERE DID YOU GET IT? NO A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S TEMPEST THE ABUSED GALLANT AFTER THE BALL VANITY FAIR FOR THE LONG VOYAGE
Kings & Queens & Bowers
The Perfect Face.
The Graces, on a summer day, Grew serious for a moment; yea, They thought in rivalry to trace The outline of a perfect face.
Each used a rosebud for a brush, And, while it glowed with sunset's blush, Each painted on the evening sky, And each a star used for the eye.
They finished. Each a curtaining cloud Drew back, and each exclaimed aloud: "Behold, we three have drawn the same, From the same model!" Ah, her name?
I know. I saw the pictures grow. I saw them falter, fade, and go. I know the model. Oft she lures My heart. The face, my sweet, was yours.
The Moonlight Sonata.
The notes still float upon the air, Just as they did that night. I see the old piano there,-- Oh, that again I might!
Her young voice haunts my eager ear; Her hair in the candle-light Still seems an aureole,--a tear Is my spectroscope to-night.
I hear her trembling tell me "No," And I know that she answered right But I throw a kiss to the stars, and though She be wed she will dream to-night.
