Could be disturb'd, and waken out of sleep.
Then Miriam turn'd the key;—that jarring click!
How harsh it grated on the children's ear!
As do the pebbles on the boat's sharp keel.
Cold thro' the open casement came the breeze:
There stood the bed—and on the sacking lay,
Distinct beneath the sheet, a rigid form—
The feet so prominent, the arms close down!—
The children clung together, half afraid,
While Miriam turned the coverlid aside.