Talk:Lincoya Jackson

Introduction of Lincoya in Southey's "Madoc"

Once, when a chief was feasting us on shore,
A captive served the food: I marked the youth
For he had features of a gentler race;
And oftentimes his eye was fixed on me
With looks of more than wonder. We returned
At evening to our ships; at night, a voice
Came from the sea, the intelligible voice
Of earnest supplication: he had swam
To trust our mercy; up the side he sprung
And looked among the crew, and, singling me,
Fell at my feet. Such friendly tokenings
As our short commerce with the native tribes
Had taught, I proffered, and sincerity
Gave force and meaning to the half-learnt forms
For one we needed, who might speak for us
And well I liked the youth, the open lines
That charactered his face, the fearless heart
That gave at once, and won full confidence
So that night at my feet Lincoya slept.