'THOU art a fool,' said my head to my heart, br 'Indeed, the greatest of fools thou art, br To be led astray by the trick of a tress, br By a smiling face or a ribbon smart;' br And my heart was in sore distress. br Then Phyllis came by, and her face was fair, br The light gleamed soft on her raven hair; br And her lips were blooming a rosy red.