None told another what his silence meant,
What hers; but each suppress’d the useless truth,
And not a word was mentioned of the youth.
Familiar grown, the Dysons saw their host,
With none beside them; it became their boast, 570
Their pride, their pleasure; but to some it seem’d
Beyond the worth their talents were esteem’d.
This wrought no change within the Captain’s mind;
To all men courteous, he to them was kind.
One day with these he sat, and only these,