Thus I tremble at delay.
Light discovers,
Vowing lovers:
See the stars with sharpened ray,
Gathering thicker,
Glancing quicker;
Haste, my love, and come away.
I sat enraptured, and heaved a sigh.
'Enchanting sigh!' cried the singer, as he sprang through the window; but it was not the voice of Stuart.
I screamed loudly.