The bed was eight feet wide, lovely to see,
With white sheets, and fine curtains, and rich loops
Things vastly soothing to calamity;
The coverlet hung light in silken droops;
It might have held six people easily;
But he disliked to lie in bed by groups.
A large bed to himself, that was his notion,
With room enough to swim in—like the ocean.
In this retreat there joined him a good soul,
A Frenchman, one who had been long at court,