But let it pass—and yet I wish’d to see
That meeting too; and happy may it be!”
Thus George had spoken, and then look’d around,
And smiled as one who then his road had found;
“Follow!” he cried, and briskly urged his horse.
Richard was puzzled, but obey’d of course; 460
He was affected like a man astray,
Lost, but yet knowing something of the way;
Till, a wood clear’d, that still conceal’d the view,
Richard the purchase of his Brother knew;