Your Heart Is A Music-Box

Your Heart Is A Music Box

by Frances Sargent Osgood

Your heart is a music-box, dearest!

With exquisite tunes at command,

Of melody sweetest and clearest,

If tried by a delicate hand;

But its workmanship, love, is so fine,

At a single rude touch it would break:

Then, O! be the magic key mine,

Its fairy-like whispers to wake!

And there's one little tune it can play

That I fancy all others above-

You learned it of Cupid one day-

It begins with and ends with "I love!" "I love!"

It begins with and ends with "I love!"