The wonted firmness repossess’d her mind;
Pleased by the looks of love her aunt display’d,
Her fond professions, and her kind parade. 310
In her own room, and with her niece apart,
She gave up all the secrets of her heart;
And, grown familiar, bid her Fanny come,
Partake her cheer, and make herself at home.
Shut in that room, upon its cheerful board
She laid the comforts of no vulgar hoard;
Then press’d the damsel both with love and pride,