Inspires thy softer sex and tender years
With such unshaken courage?
Lady J. Truth and innocence; * * *
Lieut. My lords, my orders—
Guilf. See! we must—must part!
Lady J. Yet surely we shall meet again.
Guilf. Fain would I cheer my heart with hopes like these,
But my sad thoughts turn ever to the grave,
To that last dwelling whither now we haste.
Lady J. ’Tis true, by those dark paths our journey leads,