“Yes! but allowing much, I much require,
In my behalf, for manners, modes, attire!”
“True, lovely Sybil; and, this point agreed,
Let me to those of greater weight proceed:
Thy father!” - “Nay,” she quickly interposed,
“Good doctor, here our conference is closed!”
Then left the Youth, who, lost in his retreat,
Pass’d the good matron on her garden-seat;
His looks were troubled, and his air, once mild
And calm, was hurried: - “My audacious child!”