text:  Weep ye _who never fell_--for whom unerring The soul's white lilies keep their virgin hue Ye who when thoughts so danger-sweet are stirring Take the stern strength that Nature gives the few Woe for too human was this fond heart's feeling-- Feeling!--my sin's avenger[12] doom'd to be; Woe--for the false man's arm around me stealing Stole the lull'd Virtue charm'd to sleep from me