That “Ellen Paul, the wife, and so forth, freed
From all control, her own the act and deed,
And forasmuch” - said she, “I’ve no distrust,
For he that asks it is discreet and just;
Our friends are waiting - where am I to sign? -
There? - Now be ready when we meet to dine.”
This said, she hurried off in great delight,
The ship was launch’d, and joyful was the night.
Now, says the reader, and in much disdain,
This serious Merchant was a rogue in grain;