--the multitude,
Who _got_ in clumps----p. 26.
The impression made on these "clumps" by the sight of the Princess, is
thus "musically" described:
There's not in all that croud one _gallant_ being,
Whom, if his heart were whole, and _rank agreeing_,
It would not _fire to twice of what he is_,--p. 10.
"Dignity and strength"--
First came the trumpeters--
And as they _sit along_ their easy way,
Stately and _heaving_ to the croud below.--p. 12.
This word is deservedly a great favourite with the poet; he _heaves_ it
in upon all occasions.
The deep talk _heaves_.--p. 5.
With _heav'd_ out tapestry the windows glow.--p. 6.
Then _heave_ the croud.--_id_.
And after a rude _heave_ from side to side.--p. 7.
The marble bridge comes _heaving_ forth below.--p. 28.
"Fine understanding"--
The youth smiles _up_, and with a _lowly_ grace,
_Bending_ his _lifted_ eyes--p. 22.
This is very neat:
No peevishness there was--
But a _mute_ gush of _hiding_ tears from one,
Clasped to the _core_ of him who yet shed none.--p. 83.
The heroine is suspected of wishing to have some share in the choice of
her own husband, which is thus elegantly expressed:
She had stout notions on the marrying _score_.--p. 27.
This noble use of the word _score_ is afterwards carefully repeated in
speaking of the Prince, her husband--
--no suspicion could have touched him more,
Than that of _wanting_ on the generous _score_.--p. 48.
But though thus punctilious on the _generous score_, his Highness had
but a bad temper,
And kept no reckoning with his _sweets and sours_.--p. 47.