Sought her consent, and his regard expressed:
Yet if some cause his earnest wish denied,
He begg’d to know it, and he bow’d and sigh’d.
The Lady own’d that she was loth to part,
But praised the damsel for her gentle heart,
Her pleasing person, and her blooming health,
But ended thus, “Her virtue is her wealth.”
“Then is she rich!” he cried with lively air;
“But whence, so please you, came a lass so fair?”
“A placeman’s child was Anna, one who died