Note 30 — Chapter CXCIII · ANOTHER VISIT TO BUCKINGHAM PALACE.

But, ah! while of Victoria's court I'm singing,

What solemn music echoes from the lyre!

And wherefore does a passing bell seem ringing,

And melancholy thoughts my soul inspire?

See where the raven now his flight is winging—

Hark to the anthem of the funeral choir—

List to the curfew's note of death-like gloom—

And drop a tear o'er Flora Hastings' tomb!

—Sequel to Don Juan.