She laid her fingers on his hand,
Its coldness thrilled through every bone.—[MS. G. erased.]
[py] As he looked on her face——.—[MS. G.]
[pz] ——on her bosom's swell.—[MS. G. erased. Copy.]
[369] [Compare Shakespeare, Macbeth, act v. sc. 1, line 30—
"You see, her eyes are open,
Aye, but their sense is shut."
Compare, too, Christabel, Conclusion to Part the First (lines 292, 293)—
"With open eyes (ah, woe is me!)
Asleep, and dreaming fearfully.">[
[qa] {477}
Like a picture, that magic had charmed from its frame,
Lifeless but life-like, and ever the same.
or, Like a picture come forth from its canvas and frame.—
[MS. G. erased.]