As, homeward hastening with her happy boy,
She went to join the party, and enjoy.
“Fie!” Phœbe cried, as her companion spoke,
Yet laugh’d to hear the fie-compelling joke;—
Then ’twas her chance to meet, her shame to know, }
Her tender Richard, moving sad and slow, }
Musing on things full strange, the manners of the Row. }
At first amazed, and then alarm’d, the fair
Late-laughing maid now stood in dumb despair.
As when a debtor meets in human shape 340