Of friends he borrow’d, and the parents yet
In secret fondness authorized the debt;
The younger sister, still a child, was taught
To give with feign’d affright the pittance sought;
For now the father cried - “It is too late
For trial more - I leave him to his fate,” -
Yet left him not: and with a kind of joy,
The mother heard of her desponding boy;
At length he sicken’d, and he found, when sick,
All aid was ready, all attendance quick;