Was whispered near him, - and abroad he went;
One morn they call’d him, Richard answer’d not;
They deem’d him hanging, and in time forgot, -
Yet miss’d him long, as each throughout the clan
Found he “had better spared a better man.”
Now Richard’s talents for the world were fit,
He’d no small cunning, and had some small wit;
Had that calm look which seem’d to all assent,
And that complacent speech which nothing meant:
He’d but one care, and that he strove to hide -