When all are wrapped in Slumbers sweet, |○|
About the House, with stealthy Tread,
With flowered Gown, and night-capped Head,
Dame Margery goes, in Stocking Feet.
She stops and listens at the Doors; |☾|
She sees that every thing is right,
And safe, and quiet for the Night,
Then goes to Bed, and sleeps, and snores.