Who for awhile appear’d inclined to halt—
To see if any, but found not a fault:
His beams had beckon’d forth the spotless bride;
Her virgin nightcap she had thrust aside.
God only saw her as she doff’d her gown:
No human eye beheld her kneeling down:
None, but the Almighty, heard her fervent pray’rs:
No earthly being could see her faithful tears.
(Enough! enough!—come, check thy heaving breast:
Sigh not, fond maiden,—lovers have no rest