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Eleanor Farjeon (Элинор Фарджон)


The Quarrel


I quarreled with my brother,
I don't know what about,
One thing led to another
And somehow we fell out.
The start of it was slight,
The end of it was strong,
He said he was right,
I knew he was wrong!
We hated one another.
The afternoon turned black.
Then suddenly my brother
Thumped me on the back,
And said, "Oh, come on!
We can't go on all night—
I was in the wrong."
So he was in the right.



Eleanor Farjeon's other poems:
  1. Myfanwy Among the Leaves
  2. Sonnets. 12. I hear love answer: Since within the mesh
  3. Sonnets. 15. Farewell, you children that I might have borne
  4. Sonnets. 17. My Little Dream, My Momentary Dream
  5. Sonnets. 4. Wilt thou put seals on love because men say


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

  • Katherine Mansfield (Кэтрин Мэнсфилд) The Quarrel ("Our quarrel seemed a giant thing")
  • Madison Cawein (Мэдисон Кавейн) The Quarrel ("Could I divine how her gray eyes")

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