“And should you not,” I cried, “her ways restrain?
What hopes the wild deluded wretch to meet?
And means she aught by this expected fleet?
Knows she her purpose? has she hope to see
Some friend to aid her in her poverty? 50
Why leave her thus bewilder’d to pursue
The fancy’s good, that never comes in view?”—
“Nay! she is harmless, and, if more confined,
Would more distress in the coercion find.
Save at the times when to the coast she flies,