The foe of debtors, and cannot escape,
He stands in terror, nor can longer aim
To keep his credit, or preserve his name,
Stood Phœbe fix’d! “Unlucky time and place!
An earlier hour had kept me from disgrace!”
She thought—but now the sailor, undismay’d,
Said, “My dear Phœbe, why are you afraid?
The man seems civil, or he soon should prove
That I can well defend the girl I love.
Are you not mine?” She utter’d no reply:— 350}