A fourth as marble, statue-like and still,

Lay in a breathless, hushed, and stony sleep;

White, cold, and pure, as looks a frozen rill,

Or the snow minaret on an Alpine steep,

Or Lot's wife done in salt,—or what you will;—

My similes are gathered in a heap,

So pick and choose—perhaps you'll be content

With a carved lady on a monument.