The Lady’s “Yes”

[Verse 1]
Yes, I answered you last night
No, this morning, sir, I say
Colors seen by candlelight will not look the same by day
When the [?] played their best
Lamps above, and laughs below
Love me sounded like a jest fit for yes, or fit for no
Call me false, or call me free
Vow whatever light may shine
No man on your face shall see any grief or change on mine
Yet the sin is on us both
Time to dance is not to woo
Wooing light makes fickle troth
Scorn of me recoils on you
Learn to win a lady’s faith nobly, as the thing is high
Bravely, as for life and death with a loyal gravity
Lead her from the festive boards, point her to the starry skies
Guard her by your truthful words, pure from courtships flatteries
By your truth, she shall be true
Ever true, as wives of yore
And her yes, once said to you, shall be yes forevermore