Samuel Taylor Coleridge
The Exchange
We pledged our hearts, my love and I,—
 I in my arms the maiden clasping;
I could not guess the reason why,
 But, oh! I trembled like an aspen.
Her father's love she bade me gain;
 I went, but shook like any reed!
I strove to act the man—in vain!
 We had exchanged our hearts indeed.