But purchas’d Help to teach the willing Maid. Joy of her House, the Child sustained her part, 740 And won from woe severe the wounded Heart. The good old Man, to Heav’n’s will resign’d, With Faith and Hope sustain’d his modest Mind. Time and Reflection had their sure Success, And soft’ned Sorrow rose from deep distress. To this Religion added thoughts that force The keenest Anguish from its wasteful Course. Oft would the Widow, oft the Sire, relate Their lofty Hopes of an eternal State; Of Souls that meet in regions where they dwell 750 In bliss untold and indescribable. Then, when unceasing Love had brought in View A Form so graceful and an Heart so true, And every Action painted to the Life For the fond father and deserted wife, Hope stronger still before the Image cast A veil oblivious, to conceal the past; Then on the future threw so bright a ray That Sorrow smil’d in Tears and softly died away. So, when the heavy Rain[s] more gentle grow 760} O’er the soft Shower bright gleams the colour’d bow, } That never shines abroad till first the Waters flow; } But on the Eye no cheerful Colours fall, When not a Cloud appears, or when ’tis cloudy all. Now for the World their Emely they train’d, Who in that World their only good remain’d; For her they read, and, to enlarge her Views, } Gave Books t’ instruct her, to inform, amuse, } And [chose] the best of each; and well they knew to choose. } Some were forbid, and these they laid aside 770 Nor [raised] a Wish that was not gratified; Nor were these Parents so extremely nice That their fair Charge must not be told of Vice. They better knew the texture of the Mind; Nor kept a lively Lass, and curious, blind; But of the useful and the good supplied A copious Store, and she was satisfied. The kind old Student, to oblige the Maid, The Tricks of Science with its pride display’d: The Captive Mouse, half-dead for want of Air, 780 Had Freedom granted at the Virgin’s prayer, Who had no pleasure in th’ exhausted House To view the panting of the captive Mouse. [For her] Electric fire illum’d the Gloom, And mimic Lightning flash’d along the room; Maidens and men, the nymph to entertain, With rueful Wonder felt the numbing pain; Amaz’d to think what Creature could bestow Strokes without force and pain without a blow. All on a Stool, high raised on feet of Glass, 790 She saw the fiery Sparks her fingers pass; All who approached the pungent Spark sustain’d; They felt alike who gave it and who gain’d; No Arrows Cupid sent from Heart to Heart Were so alike or gave such equal Smart. A Pleasant Sight it was the Sire to view, In loose, long gown, that brush’d the morning Dew, With feeble Call the lively Girl delay, And his light Learning mid her flowers display; Then show the Species, Genus, Order, Class 800