A Paraphrase, Circa 1715

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Title:     A Paraphrase, Circa 1715
Author: Eugene Field [More Titles by Field]

Since Chloe is so monstrous fair,
With such an eye and such an air,
What wonder that the world complains
When she each am'rous suit disdains?

Close to her mother's side she clings
And mocks the death her folly brings
To gentle swains that feel the smarts
Her eyes inflict upon their hearts.

Whilst thus the years of youth go by,
Shall Colin languish, Strephon die?
Nay, cruel nymph! come, choose a mate,
And choose him ere it be too late!

[The end]
Eugene Field's poem: Paraphrase, Circa 1715

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