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THE LADY TO HER INCONSTANT SERVANT, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: When on the altar of my hand
Last Line: Thee too ungrateful, me too kind.
Variant Title(s): In The Person Of A Lady To Her Inconstant Servant
Subject(s): Fidelity; Faithfulness; Constancy


When on the altar of my hand,
Bedewed with many a kiss and tear,
Thy now revolted heart did stand
An humble martyr, thou didst swear
Thus, and the God of Love did hear: --
By those bright glances of thine eye,
Unless thou pity me, I die!

When first those perjured lips of thine,
Bepaled with blasting sighs, did seal
Their violated faith on mine,
From the soft bosom that did heal
Thee, thou my melting heart didst steal;
My soul, enflamed with thy false breath,
Poisoned with kisses, sucked in death.

Yet I nor hand nor lip will move
Revenge or mercy to procure
From the offended god of love;
My curse is fatal, and my pure
Love shall beyond thy scorn endure;
If I implore the gods, they'll find
Thee too ungrateful, me too kind.






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