I considered him then
Among wisest of men,
Till he drowned him in drink, which I thought quite a crime.
For, pray, who in his senses would be after leaving
Such a family sweet at his loss to be grieving?
Sure, though I am single, and have not much wealth,
I would give all the world for such treasures myself.
Now, dear Mistress O'Neal, you've a very snug home,
'Tis a thousand of pities you live all alone
With no male to protect you. I know a young fellow