I saw that something in his Mind had bred.
But yet I spoke not, thinking every Day
Life’s common Cares would wear the gloom away;
Indeed, I jested; for your Husband’s Style
And his sad look would often cause a smile.
But now proceed!”—
“You recollect the Praise
You gave that Spirit in our early Days.
From a light Heart we said those Spirits rise;
’Tis Virtue sparkles in those brilliant Eyes; 160