Her to complete his blisses.
The maid, reluctant, turn’d again,
Some glances kind bestowing;
And well resolv’d appear’d the swain,
Though with resentment glowing.
Kind Hymen heav’d his torch, while they
Re-enter’d both together;
But Cupid slily took his way,
And went—they knew not whither.
The bridegroom next—but what of that,