XXVIII.

He woke betimes; and, as may be supposed,

Pondered upon his visitant or vision,

And whether it ought not to be disclosed,

At risk of being quizzed for superstition.

The more he thought, the more his mind was posed:

In the mean time, his valet, whose precision

Was great, because his master brooked no less,

Knocked to inform him it was time to dress.

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