And now, their love avow’d, in both arose
Fear and disdain—the orphan pair were foes. 220
Robert, more generous of the two, avow’d
His scorn, defiance, and contempt aloud.
James talk’d of pity in a softer tone,
To Rachel speaking, and with her alone:
“He knew full well,” he said, “to what must come
His wretched brother, what would be his doom.”
Thus he her bosom fenced with dread about;
But love he could not with his skill drive out.