And what the cause? for Love should not expire,
And none the reason of such fate require.
Both had a mask, that with such pains they wore;
Each took it off when it avail’d no more.
They had no feeling of each other’s pain;
To wear it longer had been crime in vain.
As in some pleasant eve we view the scene,
Though cool yet calm, if joyless yet serene—
Who has not felt a quiet still delight 200
In the clear, silent, love-befriending night?