Your friends’ approval, and your father’s praise,
Will crown the deed, and you escape their fate
Who plan so wildly, and are wise too late.”
The Damsel heard; at first th’ advice was strange,
Yet wrought a happy, nay, a speedy change:
“I have no care,” she said, when next they met,
But one may wonder, he is silent yet;
He looks around him with his usual stare,
And utters nothing - not that I shall care.”
This pettish humour pleased th’ experienced Friend -