Wit shall deride, and no protecting friend
Thy shame shall cover, or thy name defend.
Thy gentle sex, who, more than ours, should spare
A humble foe, will greater scorn declare;
The base alone thy advocates shall be,
Or boast alliance with a wretch like thee.”
He spake, and vanish’d, other prey to find,
And waste in slow disease the conquer’d mind.
Awed by the elfin’s threats, and fill’d with dread
The parents wept, and sought their infant’s bed;