Or in thy cedarn prison thou waitest for the bee:

Far overhead the echoes of his voice hummed on awhile among the cedarn rafters.

These balconies have heard the sighs of passion without selfishness; those cedarn alleys have admitted only vows that were never broken.

And he put his joy in the scorn of men, as the miser shuts his gold in a cedarn chest, locked with a triple lock.