Had fled since she was pledged to me—
Since I love’s parting kiss had given
To seal her vows of constancy!
The very moon was not yet old,
Whose crescent beam our loves had lighted—
Yet ere those few short weeks were told,
She had forgot the faith she plighted!
I heard her lips that faith forswear—
And, while those lips revealed the tale,
My very soul it blushed that e’er