And grieve for wounds that she refused to heal.
Sir Owen, childless, in his love had rear’d
A sister’s son; and now the youth appear’d
In all the pride of manhood, and, beside,
With all a soldier’s spirit and his pride; 260
Valiant and poor, with all that arms bestow,
And wants that captains in their quarters know;
Yet to his uncle’s generous heart was due
The praise, that wants of any kind were few.
When he appear’d, Sir Owen felt a joy