‘Enchained long whilom, was I fain to flee.’
Just so! But is she fled or no? I wish she wrote clearer sense.
(Re-enter St. Nicholas behind.)
‘Enchained long whilom was I fain to flee;
But thou, with wildered phantom disarray,
Nightly disguised in the blue garb of day,
Besetdst the sleep-gates of my melanch’ly.’
Hem!
N. (coming forward). Tristram, where found you that? it was not intended for your reading.