He spoke; the passion in her moan’d reply
‘Favour from one so sad and so forlorn
As I am!’ half abashed him; yet unask’d,
His bashfulness and tenderness at war,
He set himself beside her, saying to her: 290
‘I came to speak to you of what he wished,
Enoch, your husband: I have ever said
You chose the best among us—a strong man:
For where he fixt his heart he set his hand
To do the thing he will’d, and bore it thro’. 295