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"Let him, in Heaven's name," returned Clara; and not to hear him she

stopped both ears with her hands, at which Dorothea was again surprised;

but turning her attention to the song she found that it ran in this

fashion:

Sweet Hope, oal of thy intent

Dost make thy way,

Heedless of hindrance or impediment,

Have thou no fear

If at each step thou findest death is near

No victory,

No joy of triumph doth the faint heart know;

Unblest is he

That a bold front to Fortune dares not show,

But soul and sense

In bondage yieldeth up to indolence

If Love his wares

Do dearly sell, his right old compares

With that whereon his stamp he hath imprest?

And all men know

What costeth little that we rate but low

Love resolute

Knows not the word "ih my suit

Beset by endless obstacles I see,

Yet no despair

Shall hold me bound to earth while heaven is there

Here the voice ceased and Clara's sobs began afresh, all which excited

Dorothea's curiosity to knohat could be the cause of singing so sweet

and weeping so bitter, so she again asked her what it was she was going

to say before On this Clara, afraid that Luscinda htly round Dorothea put her mouth so close to her ear