Adown the cliff[363] with dizzy head
And burning brain, and those, alas!
From mortal view for aye did pass;
But some there were who still delayed,
Not resolute and half afraid
To follow; lingering there they stood
Till lo! the dawn[364] crept through the wood;
And on its gentle face, behold![365]
A strange-shaped cloud, fringed round[366] with gold,
Came darkly flitting through the sky,