Yet seem’d to doubt if this was not too free;
But, gaining courage, said, “Remember me.”
Some days elaps’d; the Captain did not write,
But still was pleased the party to invite;
And, as he walk’d, his custom every day,
A tall pale stripling met him on his way,
Who made some efforts, but they proved too weak, 930
And only show’d he was inclined to speak.
“What would’st thou, lad?” the Captain ask’d, and gave
The youth a power his purposed boon to crave,