III + 

A third time pass’d they by, and, passing, turn’d + 

Each one the face a moment whiles to me; + 

Then faded, and to follow them I burn’d + 

And ached for wings, because I knew the three; + 

The first was a fair Maid, and Love her name; + 

The second was Ambition, pale of cheek, + 

And ever watchful with fatigued eye; + 

The last, whom I love more, the more of blame + 

Is heap’d upon her, maiden most unmeek,⁠— + 

I knew to be my demon Poesy. + 