Then said Damfreville, "My friend,
I must speak out at the end,
Though I find the speaking hard. 105
Praise is deeper than the lips;
You have saved the King his ships,
You must name your own reward.
'Faith, our sun was near eclipse!
Demand whate'er you will, 110
France remains your debtor still.
Ask to heart's content and have! or my name's not Damfreville."
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Then a beam of fun outbroke
On the bearded mouth that spoke,
As the honest heart laughed through 115
Those frank eyes of Breton blue:
"Since I needs must say my say,
Since on board the duty's done,
And from Malo Roads to Croisic Point, what is it but a run?--
Since 'tis ask and have, I may-- 120
Since the others go ashore--
Come! A good whole holiday!
Leave to go and see my wife, whom I call the Belle Aurore!"
That he asked and that he got--nothing more.