My little cherubs on the father’s knee.”
Then sigh’d the nymph, and in her fancied lot,
She all the mischiefs of the past forgot.
Such were their tender meditations; thus
Would they the visions of the day discuss:
Each, too, the old sad habits would no more
Indulge; both dare be virtuous and be poor.
They both had past the year when law allows
Free-will to lover who would fain be spouse: 140
Yet the good youth his Uncle’s sanction sought—