I grew, he too had marks of Love and Fear.
—But I’ll omit the many visits paid,
Th’ unvalued Presents, and the Oaths he made,
My kind Disputes on all his Letters writ,
How all my Doubts were answer’d by his Wit;
How oft he vow’d to marry me, whilst I
Durst not believe the pleasing Perjury:
—And only tell you, that one night he came,
Led by designs of an impatient Flame;
When all the House was silently asleep,