Refreshing sleep—yet ’twas a sadd’ning sight,
To see them, in the pale and glimmering light,
Both look so deathlike; while she stoop’d to trace
Each vein so blue, beneath the skin so white,
She scarce refrain’d from kissing each dear face,
And waking both the sleepers with a fond embrace.
VII.
She left them to their peaceful rest awhile,
And, stepping softly, gain’d the open door;
The house was built in simple western style,