The grief, the want, of human life she knows,
And comfort there and here relief bestows:
But are they not dependants? - Foolish pride!
Am I not honour’d by such friend and guide?
Have I a home” (here Jesse dropp’d a tear),
“Or friend beside?” - A faithful friend was near.
Now Colin came, at length resolved to lay
His heart before her, and to urge her stay:
True, his own plough the gentle Colin drove,
An humble farmer with aspiring love;