Young as he was, the Boy was not at ease.
He now had Motives [and] designs to please;
They hurt his feelings, and he seem’d to trace
Something unpleasant in his Guardian’s face.
He now had thoughts that he could not express,
And fear’d that Guardian more and lov’d him less. 700
But still, to please his Emely, he strove
With all the eager Haste of boyish Love.
She, pure and thoughtless, of all meaning void,
Their walks, their Sports, their Liberty enjoy’d,