The Forsaken Wife
Elizabeth Thomas
1675 to 1731
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But what's humanity to you?
I will be true in spite of fate;
Show me a man that dare be true,
I yet superior am to you.
Humanity claims this as due,
Your infidelity I find;
That can for ever sigh unheard,
And one preeminence I'll claim,
But till that time, my dear, adieu,
Your want of love my ruin shows,
One pitying look, one parting word;
Cruel man! I am not blind,
That dares to suffer what I do;
Methinks, 'tis strange you can't afford
Yet maugre all your rigid hate,
To be for ever still the same.
To love, to honour, and to fame;
My broken heart, your broken vows.
I then will own your prior claim
And ever love without regard: