Nor meant I to oppose his wishes, or delay. 210}
But then came fever, slight at first indeed,
Then hastening on and threatening in its speed;
It mock’d the powers of medicine; day by day
I saw those helpers sadly walk away;
So came the hand-like cloud, and with such power
And with such speed, that brought the mighty shower.
“Him nursed I dying, and we freely spoke
Of what might follow the expected stroke;
We talk’d of spirits, of their unknown powers,