II + 

No leaf doth tremble, no ripple is there + 

On the river,⁠—all’s still, and the night’s sleepy eye + 

Closes up, and forgets all its Lethean care, + 

Charm’d to death by the drone of the humming May-fly; + 

And the Moon, whether prudish or complaisant, + 

Has fled to her bower, well knowing I want + 

No light in the dusk, no torch in the gloom, + 

But my Isabel’s eyes, and her lips pulp’d with bloom. + 