Nor yet had the laughter and merriment ceas’d
When the bell of the castle toll’d “One!”
Then first, with amazement Fair Imogine found
That a stranger was plac’d by her side;
His air was terrific, he utter’d no sound,
He spoke not, he mov’d not, he look’d not around,
But earnestly gaz’d on the bride.
His vizor was clos’d, and gigantic his height,
His armour was sable to view!