“For God’s sake, Madam—Madam—here’s my master,
With more than half the city at his back—
Was ever heard of such a curst disaster!
’Tis not my fault—I kept good watch—Alack!
Do pray undo the bolt a little faster—
They’re on the stair just now, and in a crack
Will all be here; perhaps he yet may fly—
Surely the window’s not so very high!”