And folded her arms across her chest,
And crouched her head upon her breast,
And look'd askance at Christabel-
Jesu, Maria, shield her well!
A snake's small eye blinks dull and shy,
And the lady's eyes they shrunk in her head,
Each shrunk up to a serpent's eye,
And with somewhat of malice, and more
of dread
At Christabel she look'd askance!—