Note 189 — 1816
Reading edition
1820.
Sweeping—vehemently sweeping— Long gazed the chieftain—ere he spake—aloud— With even voice and stern composure wrought Into his brow by self-supporting thought: "Avaunt, inexplicable Guest—avaunt, Intrusive Phantom! let me rather see ms. What they behold . . .
Sweeping—vehemently sweeping— No pause admitted—no design avowed! Breathless the chieftain gazed—at length, Endeavouring to collect his strength, With pallid cheek and rueful brow, And a half-pleading, a half-threatening eye, Such as the Fates exclusively allow For the behoof of suffering majesty, He rose and spake aloud— "Intrusive Presence! let me rather see ms. What they behold, . . .