But would rejoice to see the cause again:
That neighbouring youth, whom she endured before,
She now rejects, and will behold no more;
Raised by her passion, she no longer stoops
To her own equals, but she pines and droops,
Like to a lily on whose sweets the sun
Has withering gazed - she saw and was undone;
His wealth allured her not - nor was she moved
By his superior state, himself she loved;
So mild, so good, so gracious, so genteel, -