O dearest, dearest Kailyal! with a smile
Of tenderness and sorrow, he replied,
O best belov’d, and to be lov’d the best
Best worthy, . . set thy duteous heart at rest.
I know thy wish, and let what will betide,
Ne’er will I leave thee wilfully again.
My soul is strengthen’d to endure its pain;
Be thou, in all my wanderings, still my guide;
Be thou, in all my sufferings, at my side.