AH, false and fair, like most of womankind!
I thought thee more; too late, alas, I find
Thee false as fair, - more false for being most fair.
While thou wast mine alone, no power could tear
Me from thy side, - round thee my life was twined.
Less constant thou, - "Love will not be confined;"
Thou tell'st me now, and, reason thus assigned,
Leave me to bear forlorn my load of care, -
Ah, false and fair!
Yet still within my love-bewildered mind
I make excuses, - say, "She's not unkind;
'T is not her nature. See, the lock of hair
She gave me late; sure, sunshine can't compare!"
And all the while I know thee light as wind, -
False, yet how fair!
J. K. M.SCENE: Union R. R. Horse-Car (party of Sophomores coming home from a "little supper"). No. 1. Don't make so much noise, Fred, you 'll give yourself away to those Freshmen opposite.
FRED. (Hic) I don't care, Freshie (hic)'s good's any other man; mere accident of birth.
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