Love then departs; and, if some Pity lives,
That Pity half despises, half forgives;
’Tis join’d with grief, is not from shame exempt,
And has a plenteous mixture of contempt.
TALE XV.
BELINDA WATERS.
I.
Of all the beauties in our favour’d place,
Belinda Waters was the pride and grace.
Say ye, who sagely can our fortunes read,
Shall this fair damsel in the world succeed?