And he

Now well awake, looked round him. He could catch

A gleam of light just vanished, and the latch

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Seemed hardly silent. This was all he knew.

He sat some moments doubting what to do,

Rose, went out, shivered, hearing nothing, crept

Back to his pillow, where the vision wept

Or seemed to weep awhile ago, and then

With some disquiet went to sleep again.

Next morning, thinking of his dream, Lord L.

Went down to breakfast in intent to tell

The story of his vision. But he met

With little sympathy. His wife was late,

And in a hurry for her school of art.

His lordship needed time to make a start

On any topic, and no time she gave.

Griselda had appointments she must save,

And could not stop to hear of rhyme or reason—

reason—

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