The Voice alarmed him, and the Wife he knew.
Here then they dwelt; the dying Man and Wife
Together past this Fragment of their Life.
Daily they bade to earthly things Adieu,
Their Moments numbered and the Number few.
The softened Brother let his Anger sleep,
With the fond Pair to sympathise and weep.
Then Frederick told, how on that dreadful Night,
When urged by Conscience he resolved on Flight,