Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocott’s Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.

Deborah’s Song

His mother look’d from her lattice high—
Why comes he not? His steeds are fleet,—
Why sends not the Bridegroom his promised gift?
Is his heart more cold, or his barb less swift?
Byron.—The Giaour.

[Compare these lines with the Song of Deborah, Judges, Chap. v. Verses 28–30.]