Supposing.
HE.
Supposing that when we were wed, love,
And two were reduced into one,
That a hot-tempered word should be said, love,
And thoughtlessly mischief be done;
That you should be proud and offended.
And I should be heartless and cold:
Do you think that our peace would be ended,
The tale of our happiness told?
Supposing that children should come, love,
It may be a girl and a boy,
And my heart should go forth to the one, love,
The other your pride and your joy;
Do you think that although so divided,
Yet we still in our plans could agree,
And always the best be provided,
For our dear ones by you and by me?
Supposing that times were so bad, love,
That ends couldn't possibly meet—
And I should get weary and sad, love,
While you were still hopeful and sweet;
Do you think you'd inspirit and cheer me,
And help me to weather the gale,
That your presence would ever be near me,
Your courage not falter or fail?
SHE.
Supposing, you darling old stupid,
That all this should happen, and more,
Do you think that the youngster called Cupid
Would fly, and his reign would be o'er?
No; the bond of affection would stay, dear,
Independent of pocket or purse;
As a wife I would honor, obey, dear,
And love you "for better for worse."