| Constance De Castile | ||
III.
“Hoa!—warder, hear!—'tis Julian calls—”At his known voice the draw-bridge falls.
All welcome give; for every heart
In Julian bore a brother's part.
Constance speeds forth her Page to meet,
The soother of her soul to greet,
And as his voice again she hears
Forgets the veil that hides her tears.
| Constance De Castile | ||