Dainty Little Love
By Arthur Macy
Dainty little Love came tripping
Down the hill,
Smiling as he thought of sipping
Sweets at will.
SHE said, "No,
Love must go."
Dainty little Love came tripping
Down the hill.
Dainty little Love went sighing
Up the hill,
All his little hopes were dying -
Love was ill.
Vain he tried
Tears to hide.
Dainty little Love went sighing
Up the hill.