Robert Craggs, Earl Nugent

Epigram 7. I Swore I lov'd, and you believ'd

I Swore I lov'd, and you believ'd,
Yet, trust me, we were both deceiv'd;
Tho' all I swore, was true.
I lov'd one gen'rous, good, and kind,
A form created in my mind;
And thought that form was you.