And so you found that poor room dull,
Dark, hardly to your taste, my dear?
Its features seemed unbeautiful:
But this I know -- 't was there, not here,
You plighted troth to me, the word
Which -- ask that poor room how it heard[.]

And this rich room obtains your praise
Unqualified, -- so bright, so fair,
So all whereat perfection stays?
Ay, but remember -- here, not there,
The other word was spoken! Ask
This rich room how you dropped the mask[.]