The Peer now spreads the glitt'ring Forfex wide, T'inclose the Lock; now joins it, to divide.

My rest might have been blissful enough, only a sad heart broke it. […] It trembled for Mr. Rochester and his doom: it bemoaned him with bitter pity […]

The feast of St. Stephen is kept on December 26.

I don't like this tune, and I'm rather tired, so I think I'll just sit it out.