Upon your feats of arms!”
“O, false and fickle Nelly Gray!
I know why you refuse:—
Though I’ve no feet—some other man
Is standing in my shoes!
“I wish I ne’er had seen your face;
But now, a long farewell!
For you will be my death;—alas!
You will not be my Nell!”
Now when he went from Nelly Gray