Suffrage Songs and Verses — Wedded Bliss

“O come and be my mate!

” said the Eagle to the Hen;

“I love to soar, but then I want my mate to rest Forever in the nest!

” Said the Hen, “I cannot fly, I have no wish to try, But I joy to see my mate careening through the sky!

” They wed, and cried, “Ah, this is Love, my own!

” And the Hen sat, the Eagle soared, alone.

“O come and be my mate!

” said the Lion to the Sheep;

“My love for you is deep!

I slay, a Lion should, But you are mild and good!

” Said the sheep, “I do no ill-- Could not, had I the will--.

But I joy to see my mate pursue, devour and kill.

” They wed, and cried, “Ah, this is Love, my own!

” And the Sheep browsed, the Lion prowled, alone.

“O come and be my mate!

” said the Salmon to the Clam;

“You are not wise, but I am.

I know sea and stream as well, You know nothing but your shell.

” Said the Clam, “I’m slow of motion, But my love is all devotion, And I joy to have my mate traverse lake and stream and ocean!

” They wed, and cried, “Ah, this is Love, my own!

” And the Clam sucked, the Salmon swam, alone.