This beauteous lady Thisby is certain.
[130] This man, with lime and rough-cast, doth present
[131] Wall, that vile Wall which did these lovers sunder;
And through Wall’s chink, poor souls, they are content
To whisper. At the which let no man wonder.
This man, with lanthorn, dog, and bush of thorn,
135 Presenteth Moonshine; for, if you will know,
By moonshine did these lovers think no scorn
To meet at Ninus’ tomb, there, there to woo.
[138] This grisly beast, which Lion hight by name,