Not so his Friend; — on widow fair and staid
He fix'd his eye, but he was much afraid;
Yet woo'd; while she his hair of silver hue
Demurely noticed, and her eye withdrew:
Doubtful he paused — "Ah! were I sure," he cried,
"No craving children would my gains divide;
" Fair as she is, I would my widow take,
"And live more largely for my partner's sake."