ed strangely h my fears,

    Yet it felt like a welcoming.

    Sly, sly ?ehe ship,

    Yet sly too:

    Sly, sly blehe breeze--

    On me alone it blew.

    O dream of joy! is this indeed

    t-op I see?

    Is the Kirk?

    Is tree?

    e drifted oer the harbour-bar,

    And I h sobs did pray--

    quot;O let me be awake, my God!

    quot;Or let me sleep al;

    the harbour-bay was clear as glass,

    So smoot rewn!

    And on t lay,

    And the moon.

    t bay was we all oer,

    till rising from the same,

    Full many s shadows were,

    Like as of torches came.

    A little distance from the prow

    those dark-red shadows were;

    But soon I sa my own ?esh

    as red as in a glare.

    I turnd my head in fear and dread,

    And by the holy rood,

    the bodies had advancd, and now

    Before t tood.

    ted up tiff right arms,

    trait and tight;

    And eac-arm burnt like a torch,

    A torcs borne upright.

    tony eye-balls glitterd on

    In t.

    I prayd and turnd my head away

    Forth looking as before.

    the bay,

    No  the shore.

    t, the kirk no less

    t stands above the rock:

    t steepd in silentness

    teady hercock.

    And te  light,

    till rising from the same

    Full many s shadows were,

    In crimson colours came.

    A little distance from the prow

    those crimson shadows were:

    I tu