Tendance

Behind the palace, unobserved and free, / there stood a door, a secret thoroughfare / through Priam's halls. Here poor Andromache / while Priam's kingdom flourished and was fair, / to greet her husband's parents would repair / alone, or carrying with tendance fain / to Hector's father Hector's son and heir.

And up they rose as vigorous as the Sun, / Or to the Culture of the willing Glebe, / Or to the cheerful Tendance of the Flock.

What but love, kindness, and all affection is her tendance upon poor Emily. To her, is she not all meekness, all love, all forbearance?

[…] his lobbies fill with tendance, / Rain sacrificial whisperings in his ear,