'Twas here an aged herdsman, one who tended A numerous troop of mares, had made his won:
These, seeking pasture, through the valley wended, Where the green grass was fed by freshening run:
While stalls on either side the cave, defended His charge from the oppressive noon-tide sun;
Angelica, within, that livelong day, Unseen of prying eyes, prolonged her stay;
