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Than in the heart-leaf of the rose is set, Hiding from sunshine.—Many a carcanet Starry with diamonds, many a burning chain Of the red gold, sent forth a radiance vain, And sad, and strange, the canopy beneath Whose shadowy curtains, round a bed of death, Hung drooping solemnly;—for there one lay, Passing from all Earth's glories fast away, Amidst those queenly treasures: They had been Gifts of her lord, from far-off Paynim lands, And for his sake, upon their orient sheen She had gazed fondly, and with faint, cold hands Had press'd them to her languid heart once more, Melting in childlike tears. But this was o'er— Love's last vain clinging unto life; and now— A mist of dreams was hovering o'er her brow, Her eye was fix'd, her spirit seem'd removed, Though not from Earth, from all it knew or loved, Far, far away! her handmaids watch'd around, In awe, that lent to each low midnight sound