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Eugene Field (Юджин Филд)


Suppose


Suppose, my dear, that you were I
  And by your side your sweetheart sate;
Suppose you noticed by and by
  The distance 'twixt you were too great;
Now tell me, dear, what would you do?
  I know—and so do you.

And when (so comfortably placed)
  Suppose you only grew aware
That that dear, dainty little waist
  Of hers looked very lonely there;
Pray tell me sooth—what would you do?
  I know, and so do you.

When, having done what I just did
  With not a frown to check or chill,
Suppose her red lips seemed to bid
  Defiance to your lordly will;
Oh, tell me, sweet, what would you do?
  I know, and so do you.



Eugene Field's other poems:
  1. Fitte the Fifth
  2. The Discreet Collector
  3. By My Sweetheart
  4. In Praise of Contentment
  5. Fitte the Sixth


Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Anne Aldrich (Энн Олдрич) Suppose ("How sad if, by some strange new law")
  • Phoebe Cary (Фиби Кэри) Suppose ("Suppose, my little lady")

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