IF I had a beau, For a soldier who'd go, Do you think I'd say no? No, no, not I! When his red coat I saw. Not a tear would it draw, But I'd give him éclat For his bravery! If an army of Amazons e'er came in play, As a dashing white sergeant, I'd march away! When my soldier was gone, Do you think I'd take on, Or sit moping forlorn? No, no, not I...! His fame my concern, How my bosom would burn, When I saw him return Crowned with victory! If an army of Amazons e'er came in play, As a dashing white sergeant, I'd march away! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS THE WINSOME WEE THING by ROBERT BURNS TO A CATY-DID by PHILIP FRENEAU WAITING FOR THE GRAPES by WILLIAM MAGINN ENDURANCE by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN BRITANNIA'S PASTORALS: BOOK 3. THE FIRST SONG by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |