But Robert dared not, begg’d her not to dare!
She saw their dear good Kinsman every day }
Wasting in Flesh, and soon must waste away; }
And then would all be Well! well paid for their Delay! }
She, gentle Girl, though loth, yet acquiesc’d;
It pleased her Cousin, and it might be best.
Yet, as he often came and talk’d at Ease,
She judged it right; but, “Cousin, as you please!”
And now between them and their Wishes rose 40
The old Man’s Life—that only—to oppose