And yet she found that those who waited long
Before their choice, had often chosen wrong. 420
Nothing, indeed, could for her loss atone,
But ’twas the greater that she lived alone;
She, too, had means, and therefore what the use
Of more, that still more trouble would produce?
And pleasure too she own’d, as well as care,
Of which, at present, she had not her share.
“The things he offer’d, she must needs confess,
They were all women’s wishes, more or less;