Poems with rhymes of changed

Is it changed, or am I changed?
Ah! the oaks are fresh and green,
But the friends with whom I ranged

As my mood had been changed
all life rearranged

Phillis, how much the times are changed,
Since in a hack the town you ranged,

By time and adverse thoughts estranged,
And wrongs and vengeance, both were changed.

Be not yet those fancies changed?"
'Dear, when you find change in me,
Though from me you be estranged,

Who, when the fickle breath of fortune changed,
With equal falsehood held their love estranged;

We are very slightly changed
From the semi-apes who ranged

Where once my fancy ranged,
The station hands are riding still
And they are little changed.

Sad, though I wept the friend, the lover changed,
Still thy cold look was scornful and estranged,

My head gear twenty times I've changed,
Worn Paris flowers in Spring,
Wheat ears in Autumn, re-arranged,

Changed, changed, for ever changed,
Since hitherward we ranged,

The summer when the woods we ranged, —
'Twas but a dream, but all is changed.

'Is it for you my heart I have estranged
From that I fondly loved, which has not changed?

Oh, could events be changed
To what they were that time, love,
Before we were estranged;

Her cheek was as a rainbow, it so changed
As each emotion o'er its surface ranged —

Men without country, who, too long estranged,
Had found no native home, or found it changed,

All at the father's stern command was changed;
Their peace was gone, but not their love estranged.

To a less noble substance changed,
Were now but leathern buckets ranged.

While gates and hillocks where barn fowl ranged
To ramparts and bastions now are changed.

Waste not a sigh on fortune changed,
On thankless courts, or friends estranged,