Uneasy, anxious, fill’d with self-reproof,
He now resolved to quit his patron’s roof;
And then again his vacillating mind
To stay resolved, and that her pride should find.
Debating thus, his pen the lover took,
And chose the words of anger and rebuke.
Again, yet once again, the conscious pair
Met, and “O, speak!” was Fanny’s silent prayer; 490
And, “I must speak,” said the embarrass’d youth,
“Must save my honour, must confess the truth.