Exchange, The

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

We pledged our hearts, my love and I, 
I in my arms the maiden clasping; 
I could not tell the reason why, 
But, O, I trembled like an aspen!

Her father's love she bade me gain; 
I went, and shook like any reed! 
I strove to act the man---in vain! 
We had exchanged our hearts indeed.

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