VI.
Then first I noted in my mazy dream A being scarcely of the human frame, A tiny thing that from the north did seem, With swaggering, fuming impotence he came; I fled not, but I shudder'd at his look; Into his tutelage my boy he took.
Then first I noted in my mazy dream A being scarcely of the human frame, A tiny thing that from the north did seem, With swaggering, fuming impotence he came; I fled not, but I shudder'd at his look; Into his tutelage my boy he took.