XXXV + 

It was a vision.⁠—In the drowsy gloom, + 

The dull of midnight, at her couch’s foot + 

Lorenzo stood, and wept: the forest tomb + 

Had marr’d his glossy hair which once could shoot + 

Lustre into the sun, and put cold doom + 

Upon his lips, and taken the soft lute + 

From his lorn voice, and past his loamed ears + 

Had made a miry channel for his tears. + 