Would there have fill’d him; for within that cave

His own remains were one day doom’d to find

Their final place of rest; and in that spot,

Where that dear child with innocent delight

Had spread her mossy couch, the sepulchre

Shall in the consecrated rock be hewn,

Where with Alphonso, her beloved lord,

Laid side by side, must Hermesind partake

The everlasting marriage-bed, when he,

Leaving a name perdurable on earth,