She knows our deed, and she approves it too;
Before her all our views and plans were laid,
And Jacques was there t’ explain and to persuade.
Here, on this lawn, thy boys and girls shall run,
And play their gambols when their tasks are done;
There, from that window, shall their mother view
The happy tribe, and smile at all they do; 490
While thou, more gravely, hiding thy delight,
Shalt cry ‘O! childish!’ and enjoy the sight.
“Well, my dear Richard, there’s no more to say—