XXV

And as he to the court-yard pass'd along,

      Each third step did he pause, and listen'd oft

If he could hear his lady's matin-song,

      Or the light whisper of her footstep soft;

And as he thus over his passion hung,

      He heard a laugh full musical aloft;

When, looking up, he saw her features bright

Smile through an in-door lattice, all delight.