Juan, who did not stand in the predicament

Of a mere novice, had one safeguard more;

For he was sick—no, 't was not the word sick I meant—

But he had seen so much good love before,

That he was not in heart so very weak;—I meant

But thus much, and no sneer against the shore

Of white cliffs, white necks, blue eyes, bluer stockings—

Tithes, taxes, duns—and doors with double knockings.[LS]