His, his the sword that, flashing midst the fray,
Had Blanca saved, whose foster-sister’s choice
Gladdened her sire and made the general heart rejoice.
VI.
Oh Love, oh wedded Love, of life the balm,
Deep-anchored safety, haven sure of bliss.
No passion-storms disturb thy blessed calm,
No perfect joy hath Earth to show but this!
Thine for true hearts the chaste yet rapturous kiss,