9.
"The silly Prentice, bound for many years, Doth hope that time his service will release; The town besieged, that lives in midst of fears, Doth hope in time the cruel wars will cease;
10.
"The toiling Ploughman sings in hope to reap; The tossèd bark expecteth for a shore; The boy at school to be at play doth leap, And straight forgets the fear he had before:
11.
"If those, by hope, do joy in their distress; And constant are, in hope to conquer time: Then let not hope in us, sweet Friend! be less; And cause our love to wither in the prime.
"Let us conspire, and time will have an end; So both of us in time shall have a friend."
Footnotes
[13] Spelt waste in the original edition—E.A.
[14] Spelt waste in the original edition—E.A.
FINIS.