“Though I never get possession,  ’Tis a pleasure to adore;Hope, the wretch’s only blessing,  May, in time, procure me more.{{pb}}Constant courtship may obtain her,  Where both wealth and merit fail;And the lucky minute gain her—  Fate and fancy must prevail.{{pb}}At Diana’s shrine, aloud,  By the bow and by the quiver,Thrice she bowed, and thrice she vowed,  Once to love—and that forever.”