I need your friendship - I will be your friend,
And, thus determined, to my Will attend.”
Jesse went forth, but with determined soul
To fly such love, to break from such control:
“I hear enough,” the trembling damsel cried;
Flight be my care, and Providence my guide:
Ere yet a prisoner, I escape will make;
Will, thus display’d, th’ insidious arts forsake,
And, as the rattle sounds, will fly the fatal snake.”
Jesse her thanks upon the morrow paid,