His father we beheld no more.
Of all our daring clan not one
Would on the doubtful subject dwell;
For all esteem’d the injured son,
And fear’d the tale which he could tell.
But I had mightier cause for fear,
For slow and mournful round my bed
I saw a dreadful form appear, -
It came when I and Aaron wed.
Yes! we were wed, I know my crime, -