Perhaps to hear and meet their lovers too; }
The Julias, tender souls! the Henrys kind and true. }
There she expected plottings to detect, 230
And—but I know not what she might expect—
All she was taught in books to be her guide,
And all that nature taught the nymph beside.
Now that good dame had in the castle dwelt
So long that she for all its people felt;
She kept her sundry keys, and ruled o’er all,
Female and male, domestics in the hall;