Ah! Had I the love of such as he,
Some quiet spot he'd take me to,
Then he could whisper it to me,
And I could whisper it to you.
But whispering, I've somewhere met,
Is contrary to etiquette:
Where can it be (Searching book.)
Now let me see — (Finding reference.)
Yes, yes!
It's contrary to etiquette!

If any well-bred youth I knew,
Polite and gentle, neat and trim,
Then I would hint as much to you,
And you could hint as much to him.
(Referring But here it says, in plainest print,
to book.) "It's most unladylike to hint" —
You may not hint,
You must not hint —
It says you mustn't hint, in print!

Ah! And if I loved him through and through —
(True love and not a passing whim),
Then I could speak of it to you,
And you could speak of it to him.
But here I find it doesn't do
To speak until you're spoken to.
Where can it be? (Searching book.)
Now let me see — (Finding reference.)
Yes, yes!
"Don't speak until you're spoken to!"