CANTO THE FIRST XXI |
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CANTO THE FIRSTXXI
And Lara gazed on these sedately glad,
His brow belied him if his soul was sad,
And his glance follow`d fast each fluttering fair,
Whose steps of lightness woke no echo there:
He lean`d against the lofty pillar nigh
With folded arms and long attentive eye,
Nor mark`d a glance so sternly fix`d on his,
Ill brook`d high Lara scrutiny like this:
At length he caught it, `tis a face unknown,
But seems as searching his, and his alone;
Prying and dark, a stranger`s by his mien,
Who still till now had gazed on him unseen;
At length encountering meets the mutual gaze
Of keen inquiry, and of mute amaze;
On Lara`s glance emotion gathering grew,
As if distrusting that the stranger threw;
Along the stranger`s aspect fix`d and stern
Flash`d more than thence the vulgar eye could learn.
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