Was the reply—and Peter deeply mused,
Not without awe. His sadness to dispel,
They sought the gallery; and then all was well.
Yet, enter’d there, although so clear his mind
From every fear substantial and defined,
Yet there remain’d some touch of native fear— }
Of something awful to the eye and ear— 370}
A ghostly voice might sound—a ghost itself appear. }
There noble Pictures fill’d his mind with joy—
He gazed and thought, and was no more the boy;