Prevent his least desire, and every wish fulfil.” }
Hail, happy power! that to the present lends
Such views; not all on Fortune’s wheel depends:
Hope, fair enchantress, drives each cloud away,
And now enjoys the glad, but distant, day.
Still fears ensued; for love produces fear.— 420
“To this dear maid can I indeed be dear?
My fatal oath, alas! I now repent;
Stern in his purpose, he will not relent;
Would, ere that oath, I had Camilla seen!