XVIII.

Morton the youth was named--majestic tall, For strength and symmetry his shape combined; Gentle as valiant, generous, loved by all; A soldier frank, pellucid was his mind, His judgment sound, his bearing ever kind; To her ’twas tenderest love that hourly grew. The pride that scorns unequal lots to bind In wedlock deeply he contemned, nor knew A thought that was not all to humbler Blanca true.