Enraged with me, and near a favourite guest -
Then will her vengeance prompt the daring deed,
And I shall watch, detect her, and be freed.”
There was a youth - but let me hide the name,
With all the progress of this deed of shame;
He had his views - on him the husband cast
His net, and saw him in his trammels fast.
“Pause but a moment - think what you intend,”
Said the roused Sleeper: “I am yet a friend.
Must all our days in enmity be spent?”