The assured domain of calm simplicity
And pensive quiet, an unnatural light
Prepared for never-resting Labour's eyes
Breaks from a many-windowed fabric huge;[JZ]
And at the appointed hour a bell is heard,
Of harsher import than the curfew-knoll
That spake the Norman Conqueror's stern behest—[KA]
A local summons to unceasing toil!
Disgorged are now the ministers of day;
And, as they issue from the illumined pile,