Tell Her Now
Improvement Era, vol. 12, no. 10, August 1909, p. 808
Haddock, Lon. J.
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TELL HER NOW.
{For the Improvement Era.)
Do you veil ht=r that you love her; do you take her in your arms, As when sweethearts you first clasped her to your breast? And vowed that you would shield her from the world and its alarms, As trembling lips to hers you fondly pressed? Do you fondle and caress her now you know that she is true? Do you gently brush the hair back from her brow, And look into her dear eyes as those days you used to do, Say, brother, do you ever do that now?
When the cares of life are bringing pencil tracings to her brow When sorrow lays its burden on her heart, Do you set her soul a singing as you alone know how, And bid her gruesome spectre fears depart? You sometimes brought her flowers in those distant, happy days, E'er yet your lips had framed the marriage vow; And you sat away the hours by the cheery parlor blaze, Say, brother, do you ever do that now?
Was ever mortal happier, or ever world more fair, Than when by the altar you stood side by side, And vowed that you would cherish and protect her from all care, As you proudly turned and kissed your blushing bride? Aye, time perhaps hath changed her! She hath felt its blighting hand, And that you have not escaped you will allow But that nothing hath estranged her make her clearly understand, Tell her o'er the same old tale and— Do it Now!
Ah, women suffer mucn because they love so much, and men Unthinking seal the fountains of the heart, And injure not themselves alone, but those they love most, when They thus withhold from life the better part. Go, take her in your arms again, and see her quick response As the pleased love-flush mantles to her brow; Then put it off no longer, brother, go to her at once, And tell her that you love her — Do it Now Lon J. Haddock, Salt Lake City, Utah.