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” Yes !” I answered you last night ; ” No !” this morning, Sir, I say ! Colours, seen by candle-light, Will not look the same by day. When the tabors played their best, Lamps above, and laughs below — Love me sounded like a jest, Fit for Yes or fit for No !Continue reading “Poem of the Week: The Lady’s Yes by Elizabeth Barrett Browning”