When your fond Sailor bade his home adieu,
May be forgotten; yet we should prepare 210
For all events—and are you guarded there?
C. Oh! ’tis long since—I might the whole deny—
“So poor, and so contemptible a lie!
Charles, if ’tis pleasant to abuse your friend,
Let there be something that she may defend;
This is too silly—”
D. Well you may appear
With so much spirit—not a witness near;