They have pass'd unsuspected the guard at the cell,
And the sentinel band that keep watch at the gate;
One peril remains—it is past—all is well!
They are free; and her love has proved stronger than hate.
They are gone—who shall follow?—their ship's on the brine,
And they sail unpursued to a far friendly shore,
Where love and content at their hearth may entwine,
And the warfare of kingdoms divide them no more.