No tongue can her perfections tell
I can almost smell the fir scent… resinous, pungent.
The fourth wall is the imaginary barrier between the stage and the audience, and the phrase is a metaphor for the dramatic frame.
She hearkens for his hounds and for his horn: / Anon she hears them chant it lustily, / And all in haste she coasteth to the cry.
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