XLI + 

The Spirit mourn’d “Adieu!”⁠—dissolved, and left + 

The atom darkness in a slow turmoil; + 

As when of healthful midnight sleep bereft, + 

Thinking on rugged hours and fruitless toil, + 

We put our eyes into a pillowy cleft, + 

And see the spangly gloom froth up and boil: + 

It made sad Isabella’s eyelids ache, + 

And in the dawn she started up awake. + 