“Go! to thy curse and mine,” the Father said,
“Strife and confusion stalk around thy bed;
Want and a wailing brat thy portion be,
Plague to thy fondness, as thy fault to me; -
Where skulks the villain?” -
“On the ocean wide
My William seeks a portion for his bride.” -
“Vain be his search; but, till the traitor come,
The higgler’s cottage be thy future home;
There with his ancient shrew and care abide,