When he look’d back upon the Days serene
That he and Susan had together seen,
[Ere] this free Soldier his fair Maid address’d
And broke with Dreams of Bliss the [wonted] rest.
Yet had he past the Sign, nor turn’d again
For Speech insulting nor for threat’ning vain,
Had not the Youth, contemptuous, from the Inn
Reach’d him, resolv’d a Quarrel to begin: 130
“Come, stay, my Hero, and determine now
To whom fair Susan shall engage her Vow!