And there was purport in her looks for him,
Which he with eager guess began to read
Perplex'd, the while melodiously he said,
"How cam'st thou over the unfooted sea?"
Hyperion, 3. 42.—[Ruskin.]
[[61]] See Wordsworth's Peter Bell, Part I:—
A primrose by a river's brim
A yellow primrose was to him,
And it was nothing more.
[[62]] Jude 13.