I'll sometime show, although I can
But briefly on his virtues dwell;
'Twould weary you were I to tell
Of all the kindness shown to me,
Since when an infant on his knee,
Beside my father's dying bed,
He promised to be mine instead.
"A tall and well-formed man was he,
Beloved for his humanity.
Yea, oft he would so gen'rous be