These and the Scenes of many a pleasant Thought
Were from that Distance to their fancy brought; 520
And they would smile at many an idle thing
Or chearful Fact that to the Mind would cling;
And the fond Pair, although oppress’d and pained,
Their mutual Fate with brightest Hope sustained.
Life ebbed apace; the Brother’s Hope and Fear
Led him to speak of—yet another Year;
And then of Season: “’tis the Chill of Spring,