Ill-fated  who must now embrace
These hard conditions of his happiness,
Or lose his lovely Maid, his much-lov'd Fair!
Source of his woes, and partner of his care —
'twas hard for Love to bear.
Yet all his trials well did he sustain,
And  shar'd, or soften'd ev'ry pain,
Till Heav'n at length confirm'd Her all his own;
When, to their mutual joy, She bare a son,
And thence enjoy'd his Love unrival'd, and alone.