Samuel Taylor Coleridge — The Exchange

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