But my vile heart had sinful spot,
And Heaven beheld its deep’ning stain;
Eternal justice I forgot,
And mercy sought not to obtain.
Come near, - I’ll softly speak the rest! -
Alas! ’tis known to all the crowd,
Her guilty love was all confess’d;
And his, who so much truth avow’d,
My faithless friend’s. - In pleasure proud
I sat, when these cursed tidings came;