Citron. 227 
ClTRO^s ....Estj'angemeni. 
Ev'n as one lieat another heat expels, 
Or as one nail by strength drives out another; 
So the remembrance of my former love 
Is by a newer object quite foi-gotten. 
Shakspeare, 
Few years have passed since thou and I 
Were firmest friends, at least in name, 
And childhood's gay sincerity 
Preserved our feelings long the same. 
But now, like me, too well thou know'st 
What trifles oft the heart recall ; 
And those who once have loved the most 
Too soon forget they loved at all. 
And such the change the heart displays, 
So frail is early friendship's reign, 
A month's brief lapse, perhaps a day's, 
Will view thy mind estranged again. 
If so, it never shall be mine 
To mourn the loss of such a heart ; 
The fault was Nature's fault, not thine, 
Which made thee fickle as thou art. 
As rolls the ocean's changing tide. 
So human feelings ebb and flow ; 
And who would in a breast confide 
Where stormy passions ever glow ? 
Byron. 
