A Mon ask'd me but once: and I gave him denial,
But, alas! he's determin'd to ask me no more,
And now makes his court to the fair Leonore.
But I'll have a good heart, since I'm full well assurd
He ne'er wou'd have taken a maid at her word,
If he'd been worth keeping: for this I discover,
He that takes the first nay,, is a very cold lover.
If deep were his wound, it sincere were his pain,
I know he'd have ask'd me again and again :-
Then adieu, let him go; for why shou'd I vex ?
Since if he'd been serious, he'd allow'd for the Ses.