A FEATHER IN MY CAP.
I
My heart was free, you caught it:
My friends look'd on, and thought it
A feather in my cap to win your love:
Your love! so many sought it,
A feather in my cap t'will prove,
Tho' we're no more together;
Go, trifler go, your fickle love
Was nothing but a feather!
II
You are not what I thought you:
When long ago I sought you,
Your face was fair, but lurking there
Is a frown that pride hath taught you.
Then go, some other victim find,
Forgetting, I'll forgive you;
Since vanity has chang'd your mind,
I'll change my own and leave you.
