Thoughtless how Time had wrought the mighty Change. 310
The Good Man promis’d, so would Heaven afford,
To join the favourite Pair and bless the nuptial Board.
As forth they rode, the Heir address’d his friend:
“Now to an antient Maid our course we bend;
Suppress thy smile, nor by a Glance deride
The Virgin’s Spirit or the Tracy’s Pride!”
[Here follow some forty lines, partly illegible, relating a dream of Emely during the absence of Tracy, and concluding:]