It was a wailing child this night, and a laughing one the next: now it nestled close to me, and now it ran from me; but whatever mood the apparition evinced, whatever aspect it wore, it failed not for seven successive nights to meet me the moment I entered the land of slumber.
La notte seguente invece rideva; qualche volta afferravami per la sottana, o correva lungi da me; ma sotto una forma o sotto un'altra quella visione mi perseguitò per sette notti consecutive.