Chapter 40 No.40

So, at home, the sick, tall, yellow Duchess

Was left with the infant in her clutches,90

She being the daughter of God knows who:

And now was the time to revisit her tribe.

Abroad and afar they went, the two,

And let our people rail and gibe

At the empty hall and extinguished fire,95

As loud as we liked, but ever in vain,

Til