[23:4.] Slumber.
“She sent the gentle sleep from Heaven
That slid into my soul.”
—Coleridge, Ancient Mariner.
[23:29.] Gazing.
“And her eyes on all my motions with a mute observance hung.”
—Tennyson, Locksley Hall.
[23:35.] Lap.
“But both Dione honored they and Cupid,