But O! what terror fill’d her soul,
When thrice she heard the deep bell toll—
Above the gloomy thicket.
Now fierce, the Baron darted forth,
His trembling victim seizing;
She felt her blood, in ev’ry vein
Move, with a sense of dead’ning pain,
As though her heart were freezing.
“This night,” said he, “Yon castle tow’rs
“Shall echo to their centre!