But we are gone so far,
That, if we flinch and return in fear,
Nos[116] ] he will cry, 'Ha! ha!'"
Now, each was clad in a vesture light,
That floated far behind,
With sandals of frozen water drops,
And wings of painted wind.
And down they plunged with a merry skip,
Like birds that skim the plain;
And "Hey!" they cried, "let us up and try,