[ [268] {226}[Compare Werner, iii. 3—
"Burn still,
Thou little light! Thou art my ignis fatuus.
My stationary Will-o'-the-wisp!—So! So!"
Compare, too, Don Juan, Canto XI. stanza xxvii. line 6, and Canto XV, stanza liv. line 6.]
[ [bv] {227}
Rose crimson, and forebade the stars
To sparkle in their radiant cars.—[MS, erased.]
[ [269] [Compare—
"What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn."
Lycidas, line 28.]
[ [270] [Compare—
"Was it the wind through some hollow stone?"