it was not possible to meet the courteous stranger in the Frankfort road
coal into the window–Diego availed himself of it, and whilst the hostler was getting ready his mule, he eased his mind against the wall as follows.
Ode.
Harsh and untuneful are the notes of love, Unless my Julia strikes the key, Her hand alone can touch the part, Whose dulcet movement charms the heart, And governs all the man with sympathetick sway.
2d.
O Julia







