Or if the hour of future joy remain,
Long-wished atonement of long-suffered pain,
Bid every guardian minister attend,
And from all ill the much-loved youth defend.’
With grief o’erwhelmed we parted twice in vain,
And, urged by strong attraction, met again.
At last, by cruel fortune torn apart
While tender passion beat in either heart,
Our eyes transfixed with agonizing look,
One sad farewell, one last embrace we took.