When doubling quick, thus sorely prest,
She sprang for shelter to your breast.
That breast, awake to pity’s plea,
My kind protector! rescued me:
Your generous cares assuag’d my pangs,
And sav’d me from the terrier’s fangs.
’Twas then I vow’d, the very hour
That gave me back my form and power,
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To seek your humble roof with speed,
And recompense the gentle deed.