Nor doubt the favouring Eye, th’approving Voice;
For not an Ear will hear, and not an Eye
Will see a Charmer like our Emely!
But tak’st thou Julian?”
“Can I leave behind
The only Comfort I can hope to find.
Friends thou wilt see; yet them I may mistake,
And I am certain of the Friend I take.”
“Yet this, my Son, and I will cease to plead: 210
’Tis not in Youth the secret Soul to read;