Here, I’ll withdraw the bracelet—’tis a speck!
No more! but ’tis upon my life a check.”—
“O! lovely all, and like its sister arm!
Call this a check, dear lady? ’tis a charm—
A slight, an accidental mark—no more”——
Slight as it is, it was not there before;
Then was there weakness, and I bound it——Nay!
This is infringement—take those lips away! 700
“On the fourth day came letters, and I cried, }
‘Richard is dead,’ and named the day he died: }