Is it to doubt who grafted this sweet flower,
Or whence arose that spirit and that power?
"Four years I've wed; not one has pass'd in vain:
Behold the fifth! behold, a babe again!
My wife's gay friends th' unwelcome imp admire,
And fill the room with gratulation dire.
While I in silence sate, revolving all
That influence ancient men, or that befall,
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A gay pert guest—Heav'n knows his business—came;