Her locks profuse of paly gold ...
She charm'd at once, and tamed the heart.

_Marmion, Canto 5._


At length, an effort sent apart
The blood that curdled to her heart,
And light came to her eye,
And color dawn'd upon her cheek,
A hectic and a flutter'd streak.
* * * * *
And when her silence broke at length,
Still as she spoke she gather'd strength,
And arm'd herself to bear;--
It was a fearful sight to see
Such high resolve and constancy,
In form so soft and fair.

_Marmion, Canto 2._


She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh,
With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.

_Marmion, Canto 5._


Her very soul is in home, and in the discharge of all those quiet
virtues of which home is the centre. Her husband will be to her the