 | Songs and Poems from 1819 to 1879 |  |
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AN EXCHANGE.
“Woe is me! I've lost my heart!
Through the village I have sought it,
In the woods where'er I thought it,
Vainly looked in every part—
Colin! have you found my heart?”
Through the village I have sought it,
In the woods where'er I thought it,
Vainly looked in every part—
Colin! have you found my heart?”
“No, Colette, for, charming maiden,
And with greater grief I'm laden;
For though I have not found thine,
I have managed to lose mine!”
And with greater grief I'm laden;
For though I have not found thine,
I have managed to lose mine!”
“Well, then, Colin, let us go
And seek our poor lost hearts together.
But you tremble! tell me whether
'Tis with fear you tremble so?
Colin! you should more bolder grow!”
And seek our poor lost hearts together.
But you tremble! tell me whether
'Tis with fear you tremble so?
Colin! you should more bolder grow!”
“'Tis with fear, Colette, and therefore
I've no heart to tell thee wherefore;
But if thou wilt seek for mine,
I'll endeavour to find thine!”
I've no heart to tell thee wherefore;
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I'll endeavour to find thine!”
So together off they start,
Trembling both with strange emotion;
And they search with such devotion,
That Cupid plays a friendly part,
And shows to each the other's heart.
Trembling both with strange emotion;
And they search with such devotion,
That Cupid plays a friendly part,
And shows to each the other's heart.
When two hearts Love thus discovers,
Little time is lost by lovers:
“Colin,” says Colette, “take mine,
Since 'tis clear that I have thine!”
Little time is lost by lovers:
“Colin,” says Colette, “take mine,
Since 'tis clear that I have thine!”
| Songs and Poems from 1819 to 1879 | |