What to pursue, what shun.

...

Yes! my whole soul misgave me silently

When he and Tasso met.

She admits to her friend the necessity for his departure from Ferrara; but thus reverts, with fondly-clinging remembrance, to the time when he first became known to her:—

Oh! mark’d and singled was the hour when first

He met mine eye! Sickness and grief just then

Had pass’d away: from long, long suffering freed,

I lifted up my brow, and silently

Gazed upon life again. The sunny day,