“But let us something of the kind recite:
What think you, now, of Lady Barbara’s spright?”—
“I know not what to think; but I have heard
A ghost, to warn her or advise, appear’d;
And that she sought a friend before she died 80
To whom she might the awful fact confide;
Who seal’d and secret should the story keep
Till Lady Barbara slept her final sleep,
In that close bed, that never spirit shakes,
Nor ghostly visitor the sleeper wakes.”—