So, gulping his fear down, and banishing fuss,
Began his defence with a steady voice, thus,—
"No, I'm not, as your highness might justly suppose,
In error entrapped, as my tale shall disclose;
For my life is as pure as this clear crystal stream,
And reflects yon bright light as it does the sun's beam.
Last night, after hours of watching and fasting,
To slumber unconscious my wearied eyes passed in;
When a vision I saw
Coming in at the door,