If I were a doe, dear, and you were a brook,
Ah, what would I do then, think you?
I would kneel by the bank, in the grasses dank,
And drink you, drink you, drink you.Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850-1919) American author, poet, temperance advocate, spiritualist
Poem (1897-12), “Songs from the Turret,” part 5, st. 3, Three Women
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Part 5 was later published as a separate poem, "If I Were," The Englishman and Other Poems (1900).

