Her task to guide herself, her joy the fallen to raise. }
Nor would she nicely faults and merits weigh,
But loved the impulse of her soul t’ obey; 240
The prayers of all she heard, their sufferings view’d,
Nor turn’d from any, save when Love pursued;
For, though to love disposed, to kindness prone,
She thought of Cecil, and she lived alone.
Thus heard the lover of the life she past
Till his return—and he return’d at last;
For he had saved, and was a richer man