Leal

Luis Leal was a Mexican-American writer.

Mr Toots, like the leal and trusty soul he was, stopped the cabriolet in a twinkling, and told Susan Nipper of his commission, at which she cried more than before.

We thank you for the pure white fire of his goodness, for the red sword of justice in his hand, for the love he bears his leal people.

The lealest lover time can show, / Doomed for a lady-love to languish, / Among these solitudes doth go, / A prey to every kind of anguish.