But still with the house of Amundeville
By the marriage-bed of their lords, 'tis said,
He flits on the bridal eve;
And 'tis held as faith, to their bed of Death[OA]
He comes—but not to grieve.
4.
When an heir is born, he's heard to mourn,
And when aught is to befall
That ancient line, in the pale moonshine