Women are valiant in a cause they love;
If fate the favour’d swain in danger place, 310}
They heed not danger—perils they embrace; }
They dare the world’s contempt, they brave their name’s disgrace; }
They on the ocean meet its wild alarms;
They search the dungeon with extended arms;
The utmost trial of their faith they prove,
And yield the lover to assert their love.
James knew his power—his feelings were not nice—
Mercy he sold, and she must pay the price: