“Now John was rich, and, old and weary grown,
Talk’d of the country that he calls his own—
And talk’d to me; for now, in fact, began
My better knowledge of the real man.
Though long estranged, he felt a strong desire, 720
That made him for his former friends enquire;
What Dysons yet remain’d, he long’d to know,
And doubtless meant some proofs of love to show.
His purpose known, our native land I sought,
And with the wishes of my Friend am fraught.”