Sh’ inclined her tearful eyes toward the shade;
But in the twinkling of an eye it fled:
“Ah me! (she said) he’s gone—yet not for ever!”
Now Jane had learnt how painful ’twas to sever
From one who dearly lov’d, and whom she lov’d,—
As her demeanour most distinctly prov’d,—
For when she looked (in vain) to see the coach
Which bore him on, she hurried to her couch
And there * * * but ere she’d time to vent her grief
Her kind adviser[213] came to her relief—