Philip Curtiss, Mummers in Mufti — Chapter 30 (1922)
“ Slowly the orchestra wove its way into the melody, and suddenly, deer-like, the girl raised her head, for over the wall were coming the notes of the lover she had just sent away in anger: "Ah, women, all daughters of Eve, Ever faithless, ever heartless. The love that we fondly believe Never changing, never wand 'ring—" Through its two verses, with the lover's voice ever diminishing in the distance, the song gently faded away, then slowly and wanly died out, in the very middle of the bar, a faint broken cadence. ”
