Stopp’d on the road, or threaten’d by a dun;
He could not live, and yet, should he apply
To those physicians - he must sooner die.”
The mild Rebecca heard with some disdain,
And some distress, her friend and lord complain:
His death she fear’d not, but had painful doubt
What his distemper’d nerves might bring about;
With power like hers she dreaded an ally,
And yet there was a person in her eye; -
She thought, debated, fix’d - “Alas!” she said,