And subsequently scann’d the godly-book;
A sacred feeling fill’d each anxious breast:
Then, for awhile, they parted to get drest.[249]
Punctual, at ten—George Hollybrand came in.
(Methinks how proud Jane’s father must have been
On that bright morning, to behold his own * * *
Oh! think not that many a tear had stol’n
Down o’er his fiftied cheeks, ere he had ta’en
His early meal, a-thinking of dear Jane?)
Toogood, (dear creature, busy as a bee,