Of silent woe [nor] lets me grieve alone.
But why is Sorrow wordy? Now receive
What he relates, nor wonder that I grieve.”—
“Bear Witness, Heav’n and all the Powers above,
Ye who in boundless, endless Glory dwell:
It is with breaking Heart I speak of Love,
For I must bid to Love and Hope farewell.
“I came to thee, when thou wert all content,
Loving and loved, a Creature half-divine;
I came, a Robber for thy Misery sent, 270