But at length she stood still
On the top of the hill
Where old farmer Jonas has set up his mill;
And pointing below,
Said, 'There you must go,
To hear and see things which concern you to know.'
Then turning my head I beheld a faint, dim light,
Which told me that some one was robbing old grim Night,
And making my mind up to see what was doing,
I asked the young lady if she would go too in.