Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded

by Samuel Richardson

Whate’er I am, whate’er I do,

I’ll be the grateful PAMELA.

VI.

No sad regrets my heart annoy,

I’ll pray for all your peace and joy,

From master high, to scullion boy,

For all your loves to PAMELA.

VII.

One thing or two I’ve more to say;

God’s holy will, be sure, obey;