Insidiously stretched out its lazy length,
And no vain mirror glittered upon[645] the walls,
Yet were the windows of the low abode
By shutters weather-fended, which[646] at once
Repelled the storm and deadened its loud roar.
There snow-white curtains hung in decent folds;
Tough moss, and long-enduring mountain plants,
That creep along the ground with sinuous trail,
Were nicely braided; and composed a work
Like Indian mats, that with appropriate grace