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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391054" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To a soubrette</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391054" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Tis years, soubrette, since last we met;<br> And yet--ah, yet, how swift and tender<br>My thoughts go back in time's dull track<br> To you, sweet pink of female gender!<br>I shall not say--though others may--<br> That time all human joy enhances;<br>But the same old thrill comes to me still<br> With memories of your songs and dances.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391054" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Soubrettish ways these latter days<br> Invite my praise, but never get it;<br>I still am true to yours and you--<br> My record's made, I'll not upset it!<br>The pranks they play, the things they say--<br> I'd blush to put the like on paper,<br>And I'll avow they don't know how<br> To dance, so awkwardly they caper!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391054" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I used to sit down in the pit<br> And see you flit like elf or fairy<br>Across the stage, and I'll engage<br> No moonbeam sprite was half so airy;<br>Lo, everywhere about me there<br> Were rivals reeking with pomatum,<br>And if, perchance, they caught your glance<br> In song or dance, how did I hate 'em!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391054" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">At half-past ten came rapture--then<br> Of all those men was I most happy,<br>For bottled beer and royal cheer<br> And têtes-à-têtes were on the tapis.<br>Do you forget, my fair soubrette,<br> Those suppers at the Cafe Rector,--<br>The cosey nook where we partook<br> Of sweeter cheer than fabled nectar?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391054" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Oh, happy days, when youth's wild ways<br> Knew every phase of harmless folly!<br>Oh, blissful nights, whose fierce delights<br> Defied gaunt-featured Melancholy!<br>Gone are they all beyond recall,<br> And I--a shade, a mere reflection--<br>Am forced to feed my spirit's greed<br> Upon the husks of retrospection!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391054" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And lo! to-night, the phantom light,<br> That, as a sprite, flits on the fender,<br>Reveals a face whose girlish grace<br> Brings back the feeling, warm and tender;<br>And, all the while, the old-time smile<br> Plays on my visage, grim and wrinkled,--<br>As though, soubrette, your footfalls yet<br> Upon my rusty heart-strings tinkled!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Eugene+Field">Eugene Field</a></strong></div>