Vii

"I know not how it is with man, Perhaps his nature is to change, On finding consort fairer than-- But oh, I cannot so arrange My nature's plan!

"And haply thou hast never thought To vex, or make me feel forsaken; But, since to thee the thing was nought, Supposed 'twould be as gaily taken, As lightly brought.

"Yet, is it strange that I repine, And feel abased in lonely woe, To lose thy love--or e'en to know That half of it is mine?