At length she said, that in a slumber sound

She dreamed a dream, of walking in a wood—

A "wood obscure," like that where Dante found[354]Himself in at the age when all grow good;[GZ]Life's half-way house, where dames with virtue crowned

Run much less risk of lovers turning rude;

And that this wood was full of pleasant fruits,

And trees of goodly growth and spreading roots;