Daphne, that day
Do you remember
(Then it was May,
Now it's November)
Plighting our troth
Nothing should sever;
Binding us both
Firmly, for ever?
Yes, I allow
Strephon's more showy;--
As for me, now
I prefer Chloe.
Yet, if men say
"Fickle," remember
Then it was May,
Now it's November.
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