From fearful dreams I frenzied woke;
As famish’d nature crav’d, I spoke.
Unconscious of his soothings meek,
Of the hot tears that bath’d my cheek,
I pray’d for food. He could not bear
The wo of that delirious prayer;
He went, return’d—with gold he came—
But branded with a robber’s name.
They tore him from my wild embrace,
They dragg’d him to a prison cell;