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...THE NEW EZEKIEL by EMMA LAZARUS THE WANING MOON by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY MAY 30, 1893 by JOHN KENDRICK BANGS THE COMBAT, BETWEENE CONSCIENCE AND COVETOUSNESSE by RICHARD BARNFIELD IN REFERENCE TO HER CHILDREN, 23 JUNE, 1659 by ANNE BRADSTREET TAKE YOUR CHOICE: NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY WOULD SPEAK ... THIS MANNER by BERTON BRALEY THE MANX WITCH; A STORY OF THE LAXDALE MINES by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |