Too much—she fears that I should see neglect; }
And there are fond expressions, but unlike
The rest, as meant to be observed and strike;
Like quoted words, they have the show of art, 280
And come not freely from the gentle heart—
Adopted words, and brought from memory’s store,
When the chill faltering heart supplies no more:
’Tis so the hypocrite pretends to feel,
And speaks the words of earnestness and zeal,
“Hers was a sudden, though a sweet consent;