Poetical works of the late F. Sayers to which have been prefixed the connected disquisitions on the rise and progress of English poetry, and on English metres, and also some biographic particulars of the author, supplied by W. Taylor |
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THE JILTED LOVER. |
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THE JILTED LOVER.
I was weeping and pouring my moan,
And making a terrible pother,
For the girl, that I thought was my own,
Had fled to the arms of another.
And making a terrible pother,
For the girl, that I thought was my own,
Had fled to the arms of another.
Alas! I was left in the lurch,
The talk of the town and its jest;
While my traitress was led to the church,
And my rival completely was blest.
The talk of the town and its jest;
While my traitress was led to the church,
And my rival completely was blest.
But how short the duration of bliss!
And how quick is grief turned to laughter!
I heard that my sweet pretty miss
Chang'd again, and elop'd the day after.
And how quick is grief turned to laughter!
I heard that my sweet pretty miss
Chang'd again, and elop'd the day after.
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