To share with him the pang of woe?
Say, should disease or pain befall,
Wilt thou assume the nurse’s care,
Nor, wistful, those gay scenes recall
Where thou wert fairest of the fair?
“And when at last thy love shall die,
Wilt thou receive his parting breath?
Wilt thou repress each struggling sigh,
And cheer with smiles the bed of death?
And wilt thou o’er his breathless clay