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 I must confess that I have finn'd,

Against my Father and my Friend,

And am not worthy now to live,

Your poor repenting Son forgive.

Come to your house and lands again,

Henceforth a woman's proud'disdain,

Shall never make them prove untrue,

Or in the least dishonour you.

The aged Father then replies,

While tears were standing in his eyes,

The Lord I hope will pardon thee,

For this my long captivity.

His means he straightway did possess,

But the proud daughter ne'ertheless,

It seems was so dissatisfy'd,

That in a month or two ſlie dy'd.

You children now, both for and near,

Honour your loving parcnts dear,

For if their age you seem to flight,

The Lord at length their wrongs will right.

If you are rich and they are poor,

You must to comfort them the more;

For though they are in sad distress,

They are your parents ne'ertheless.

H E N lovely Amora displays,

the beauty and charms of her mind,

When lovely Agora, &c.