Though oft her eyes were to his pillow led.
To be confused the wily stripling feigned,
And like a statue for a time remained.
AT length he said:—I know not what to do;
Undressing, by myself, I can't pursue.
Shall I your valet call? rejoined the fair;
On no account, said he, with looks of care;
I would not have you in my chamber seen,
Nor thought that here, by night, a girl had been,
Your caution is enough, the belle replied: