I hop'd for Heav'n, which I had lately seen,
But ne'er perceiv'd the gulf between:
In vain for bliss did my presumptions seek,
My love so strong
I could not hold my tongue,
My heart so feeble that I durst not speak.
II.
Yet why do I my constitution blame,
10Since all my heart is out of frame?
'Twere better, sure, my passion to appease,