"Love Response"
di Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)

When Phyllis sighs and from her eyes
The light dies out; my soul replies
With misery of deep drawn breath,
E'en as it were at war with death.
When Phyllis smiles, her glance beguiles
My heart through lovelit woodland aisles,
And through the silence high and clear,
A wooing warbler's song I hear.
But if she frown, despair comes down,
I put me on my sackcloth gown;
So frown not, Phyllis, lest I die,
But look on me with smile or sigh.