English poem
REWARDS.
BECAUSE you cried, I kissed you, and, Ah me! how should I understand That piteous little you were fain To cry and to be kissed again?
Because you smiled at last, I thought That I had found what I had sought. But soon I found, without a doubt, No man can find a woman out.
I kissed your tears, and did not stay Till I had kissed them all away. Ah, hapless me! ah, heartless child! She would not kiss me when she smiled.