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Literary Gazette, 14th August, 1824, Pages 524
ORIGINAL POETRY.
CONSTANCY, A SONG.
Forget thee—or forget
What my heart hath so dearly known?
Deemest thou that wholly from earth
All truth and faith are flown?
Oh! write your love on the sand ,
And the wave will wash it away;
Or, place your trust in the flower
The next summer sun will decay!
But take an emerald ring,
And thereon grave your name;
Thro' the lapse and change of years
It still will be the same.
And such my heart—if you fear
That aught like change will be shown;
’Tis I that shall weep for the change,
For the falsehood must be thine own.
L. E. L.
