consents, and  joys to find
The Sire as courteous as the Daughter kind,
Nor e'er suspects the depths of  mind.
His upright heart, as yet, no guile could see;
He thought men honest, as they seem'd to be.
But when the long-expected day appears,
That  should reward her  cares,
When with united hearts they join to bless
The first fair dawnings of their mutual peace;
prepares a banquet, and invites
The neighb'ring swains to grace the nuptial rites.
In num'rous crouds they came from distant lands,
To hail the Bride; with presents in their hands;
Rich sparkling wines, or firstlings of the flock,
Or swelling clusters from the pendent rock.
A flowing mantle lovely  wore,
Emboss'd with gems, with gold embroider'd o'er;
In wanton ringlets wav'd her aubourn hair,
Succinct her robe, her buskin'd legs half bare.
She gave the health, She welcom'd ev'ry guest,
And seem'd to all the Mistress of the Feast.