That her Eliza would a sister spare:
If she again - but was there cause? - should send,
Let her direct - and then she named a friend:
A sad expedient untried friends to trust,
And still to fear the tried may be unjust:
Such is his pain, who, by his debt oppress’d,
Seeks by new bonds a temporary rest.
Few were her peaceful days till Anna read
The words she dreaded, and had cause to dread: -
“Did she believe, did she, unkind, suppose