The look, those shrunken serpent eyes, had made such a deep impression on Christabel, That all her features were resign'd To the sole image in her mind: And passively did imitate That look of dull and treacherous hate. And thus she stood in dizzy trance, Still picturing that look askance. But when the trance was o'er, the maid Paus'd awhile and inly pray'd, "By my mother's soul do I entreat That thou this woman send away!" She said, and more she could not say, For what she knew she could not tell O'er master'd by the mighty spell. The poet now describes the Baron as suffering under the confused emotions of love for Christabel, and anger at her apparent jealousy, and the insult offered to the daughter of his friend, which so wrought upon him that, He roll'd his eye with stern regard Upon the gentle minstrel bard, And said in tones abrupt, austere-- "Why, Bracy? dost thou loiter here? "I bade thee hence!" The bard obey'd, And turning from his own sweet maid, The aged knight, Sir Leoline Led forth the lady Geraldine! Here ends the second canto. In the conclusion to the second canto, he speaks of a child and its father's fondness, so often expressed by "you little rogue," " you little rascal," with an endearing kiss, says: A little child, a limber elf, Singing, dancing to itself; A fairy thing with red round cheeks, That always finds and never seeks; Makes such a vision to the sight, As fills a father's eyes with light; And pleasures flow in so thick and fast Upon his heart, that he at last Must needs express his love's excess, With words of unmeant bitterness. The following relation was to have occupied a third and fourth canto, and to have closed the tale.