It also, by the
metaphor used, gives us a sort of
premonitory
shudder as at Lorenzo's
death.
Keats
l. 159. _stead thee_, do thee service.
l. 168. _olive-trees._ In which (through the oil they yield) a great
part of the wealth of the Italians lies.
PAGE 60. l. 174. _Cut . . . bone._ This is not only a vivid way of
describing the banishment of all their natural pity.
It also, by the
metaphor used, gives us a sort of
premonitory
shudder as at Lorenzo's
death.
Indeed, in that moment the murder is, to all intents and
purposes, done. In stanza xxvii they are described as riding 'with their
murder'd man'.
PAGE 61. ll. 187-8. _ere . . . eglantine._ The sun, drying up the dew
drop by drop from the sweet-briar is pictured as passing beads along a
string, as the Roman Catholics do when they say their prayers.
