26all the waves breaking in measure round the isles; hearthe birds begin and the dawn weave their thin voices intoits white garment; hear the wheels begin and at last,forgetting to discriminate between wheel and bird, andletting at last the blue and purple fold itself aboutthem, sink into night, sink into blue, and resign, andforget...
But ah! As falling, the faller shrieks and grasps
the turf on the cliffs edge and saves himself, so, evenas they fell, they were waked wide; they were raisedupright; their eyes were opened; now it was day.
