So ’twas with Kate; she, ever roving
Was never fix’d, though always loving!
Stephen was Lubin’s rival; he
A rustic libertine was known;
And many a blushing simple She,
The rogue had left,—to sigh alone!
Kate cared but little for the rover,
Yet she resolv’d to have her way,
For Stephen was the village Lover,
And women pant for Sov’reign sway.