A Serjeant, Celia?——
C. Handsome, smart, and clean. 70
Yes! and the fellow had a noble mien,
That might excuse you, had you giv’n your hand—
But this your father could not understand.
D. Mercy! how pert and flippant are you grown,
As if you’d not a secret of your own!
Yet would you tremble, should your Sailor know
What I, or my small cabinet, could show:
He might suspect a heart with many a wound,