And strong resentment’s lingering spirit laid.
Shipwreck’d in youth, he home return’d, and found
His brethren three - and thrice they wish’d him drown’d.
“Is this a landsman’s love? Be certain then,
“We part for ever!” - and they cried, “Amen!”
His words were truth’s:- Some forty summers fled,
His brethren died; his kin supposed him dead:
Three nephews these, one sprightly niece, and one,
Less near in blood - they call’d him
surly John