“In this short absence hast thou try’d?
What near escapes to equal mine?
Amazing marks of love divine!”
“The woes averted from my head
Are those which thou hast felt,” she said;
“No near escapes ’twas mine to prove,
What more amazing mark of love!
In ease and safety more I gain
Than life to thee, preserv’d with pain,
See then the mercies that I meant,