And her Colin was there, and the boy she denied;
But he said, “Let him come—on my Life, I restore.
“Do give me the Boy, and no longer reprove;
And, if I return him not safe to your Arms,
The Blame shall be mine; and the penalty, love,
For giving that Bosom such painful Alarms,
Shall be to be banished and torn from your Charms;
Nor think of [the] Danger, or aught that affright;
But, assured that my Love shall protect him from Harms,
Give place for the Day—we’ll be happy at Night.” 20