That you'd lend her your kerchief to wipe up her eyes;
And would feel much inclined, and with justice, I'm fearing,
To condemn the poor culprit before his case hearing.
But he speaks! and relates all he stated before,
And declares he ne'er promised to marry her, nor
Had said anything pointed, to give her to think
That his fate unto hers he was wishing to link.
"Stop—I did call her pretty, one time, by the bye,
But she took not the trouble my words to deny;
So 'tis plain she thought them not so out of the way,