Far off a voice of wail and lamentation,

And thought——

Sar.‍It forms no portion of your duties

To enter here till sought for.

Myr.‍Though I might,440

Perhaps, recall some softer words of yours

(Although they too were chiding), which reproved me,

Because I ever dreaded to intrude;

Resisting my own wish and your injunction

To heed no time nor presence, but approach you