Far less describe, present the very view
Which charmed the charming Mary Montagu.
IV.
I have a passion for the name of "Mary,"[273]
For once it was a magic sound to me;
And still it half calls up the realms of Fairy,
Where I beheld what never was to be;
All feelings changed, but this was last to vary,
A spell from which even yet I am not quite free:
But I grow sad—and let a tale grow cold,