Who never lov’d before she lov’d her lord?
II.
Half-after-eight,[247] clad in a rich pale green,[248]
And looking like a lovely fairy-queen,
(If such a creature e’er on earth was seen,)
Jane came down stairs; there, waiting at the foot,
Her lover greeted her with this salute—
He sanctified her with a bridegroom’s kiss;
The bride return’d it,—thus a twofold bliss.
A hasty breakfast they in peace partook,