A gift, a present, but without a name.
“That Spinster-witch, has she then found a way
To cure her conscience, and her Nephew pay,
And sends her pittance? Well, and let it buy
What sweetens labour; need I this deny?
I thank her not; it is as if I found
The fairy-gift upon this stony ground.”
Still I wrought on; again occurred the day, 150
And then the same addition to my pay.
Then, lo! another Friend, if not the same,