To Rosa
And are you then a thing of art,
Seducing all, and loving none;
And have I strove to gain a heart
Which every coxcomb thinks his own?
Tell me at once if this be true,
And I will calm my jealous breast;
Will learn to join the dangling crew,
And share your simpers with the rest.
But if your heart be not so free, —
Oh! if another share that heart,
Tell not the hateful tale to me,
But mingle mercy with your art.
I 'd rather think you " false as hell, "
Than find you to be all divine, —
Than know that heart could love so well,
Yet know that heart would not be mine!
Seducing all, and loving none;
And have I strove to gain a heart
Which every coxcomb thinks his own?
Tell me at once if this be true,
And I will calm my jealous breast;
Will learn to join the dangling crew,
And share your simpers with the rest.
But if your heart be not so free, —
Oh! if another share that heart,
Tell not the hateful tale to me,
But mingle mercy with your art.
I 'd rather think you " false as hell, "
Than find you to be all divine, —
Than know that heart could love so well,
Yet know that heart would not be mine!
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