With this compared all other anguish pales;
To soothe this pang no human aid avails.
Affrighted eyes met hers—“Speak! speak!” she cried.
Heart knew and leaped—“Thou art alone!” it sighed.
In broken words the dire event was told—
The herald was forbidden to withhold
The worst. Then fiercely battled in Móo’s breast
Wild rage and grief, while he obeyed her hest.
Scarce gone the man, when doubt brought some relief—
He must be mad! Allured by this belief