Altho’ even hope is denied;
’Tis sweeter for thee despairing,
Than aught in the world beside—Jessy!’
The conclusion of the other is as follows.
‘Yestreen, when to the trembling string
The dance gaed through the lighted ha’,
To thee my fancy took its wing,
I sat, but neither heard nor saw.
Tho’ this was fair, and that was bra’,
And yon the toast of a’ the town,