Enwrapp’d that grove in sempiternal gloom.
“But a young giantess (O power of love!)
Th’ important secret hath to me reveal’d,
And shown the road to the mysterious grove,
Where flourishes that glorious tree conceal’d.
But lo! while on our route, a goblin lay
In wait for us behind the brazen wall,
And, fearful we the secret might betray,
Hath let on Lok peculiar vengeance fall.
“To close my mouth the giant has thought fit