Or paced the ground—to guide her Husband home,
By that unwearied signal, kenned afar;[GV]
An anxious duty! which the lofty site,
Traversed but by a few irregular paths,[486]
Imposes, whensoe'er untoward chance
Detains him after his accustomed hour
Till night lies black upon the ground. 'But come,
Come,' said the Matron, 'to our poor abode;
Those dark rocks hide it!'[487] Entering, I beheld
A blazing fire—beside a cleanly hearth