Slept in snow-drift that night in wet clothes, mercury 40 below.
They laid Paralus upon a couch, with the belief that he slept to wake no more.
She gazed on his features as he slept; and was left to sorrow alone.
She was quite still, and he noted from the change in her soft breathing that she slept.
Bye and bye the eyes closed, and still clinging to the post, she slept.