Chop-Cherry 
    Thou gav'st me leave to kiss,
      Thou gav'st me leave to woo;
    Thou mad'st me think, by this
      And that, thou lov'st me too.

    But I shall ne'er forget
      How, for to make thee merry,
    Thou mad'st me chop, but yet
      Another snapp'd the cherry.

                          Robert Herrick