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Also sourced from the New York Mirror and Ladies’ Literary Gazette.
Page 160, 24th November 1827
I GAVE THEE, LOVE.
BY MISS LANDON
I gave thee, love, a snow-white wreath
Of lilies for thy raven hair;
Alas! that now another’s gift,
Rubies and gold, should glitter there.
I saw this morn that lily wreath
Neglected thrown upon the ground,
And then I saw upon thy brow
The chaplet of those rubies bound.
’Tis no new passion, no new face,
Hath won thy fickle heart from me;
That I had better borne than know
That gold hath wrought this change in thee.
