(See Sir Walter Scott’s Redgauntlet.)
A lady who concealed her Name,
Nor let her Face be fully seen,
To her admiring [Counsel] came,
Veil’d in an Hood and Mantle green.
All that he saw, the Youth approved;
But much there was he could not trace:
He wished the Envious Veil removed
That hid the Beauties of that Face.
All that Sir Walter’s page has told—