Deep horror shakes his frame;
'Tis rage and fury fill his breast,
Not pity, love, or shame.
"One moment hold!" the mother cries,
"His life one moment spare,
One kiss, my miserable child,
My Robert, once so dear!"
"Hence, cruel mother, hence," he said,
"Oh! deaf to nature's cry;
Your's is the fault I liv'd abhorr'd