A fleet to ravage Svea’s[F] shores
Was lading there with murderous stores,
And thitherward Maria pressed,
And where the ships received their hoard
Traced out her way, and made request
That she might have a place on board.
An officer who walked the quay,
And saw, surprised, addressed her then:
“You seem more dangerous, Sir youth,
To Northern maids than Northern men.