English poem
Partners
by Alice Duer Miller (1874–1942)
Lady, lovely lady, come and share All my care; Oh how gladly I will hurry To confide my every worry (And they're very dark and drear) In your ear.
Lady, share the praise I obtain Now and again; Though I'm shy, it doesn't matter, I will tell you how they flatter: Every compliment I'll share Fair and square.
Lady, I my toil will divide At your side; I outside the home, you within; You shall wash and cook and spin, I'll provide the flax and food, If you're good.
Partners, lady, we shall be, You and me, Partners in the highest sense Looking for no recompense, For, the savings that we make, I shall take.