Thus musing towards the porch he cast a glance,
And there beheld from ’midst her train advance
The beauteous Gerda: wonder and delight
Enchant his soul at such a vision bright!
He stood entranced, and dumb: e’en so doth stand
The humble swain, when at his lord’s command
He ploughs the earth, and turning up the mould,
Discovers fill’d with coins a vase of gold.
Now could he well conceive his master’s flame,
For ne’er his eyes beheld a lovelier dame: