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 The astrological tower!—How happens it That this same sanctuary, whose access Is to all others so impracticable, Opens before you e'en at your approach?

A dwarfish old man with a friendly face And snow-white hairs, whose gracious services Were mine at first sight, open'd me the doors.

That is the Duke's astrologer, old Seni.

He question'd me on many points; for instance, When I was born, what month, and on what day, Whether by day or in the night.

He wish'd To erect a figure for your horoscope.

My hand too he examin'd, shook his head With much sad meaning, and the lines, methought, Did not square over truly with his wishes.

Well, Princess, and what found you in this tower? My highest privilege has been to snatch A side-glance, and away!

It was a strange Sensation that came o'er me, when at first From the broad sunshine I stepp'd in; and now The narrowing line of day-light, that ran after The closing door, was gone; and all about me 'Twas pale and dusky night, with many shadows Fantas-