That they’d contriv’d to please him, and conferr’d
One with another: no, this wasn’t the case,
For he beheld her now endowed with grace;
Her comeliness and rare symmetral form
Surpass’d his hope, and ’flam’d his bosom warm.
Recovering from this reverie of bliss,
Jane spoke in silvery tones; her tale was this—
“I’ve learn’d to love thee, in thy absence, dear;
Pray pardon me, if now I love thee here;”
So placed her hand immediately in his,