And by stern Compensation's law shall be
Racked on the judgment-wheel they meant for me!
"Adieu! Adieu! I see the spectral sail
That wafts me upwards, trembling in the gale,
And many a starry coast and glistening height
And fairy paradise will greet my sight,
And I shall stray through many a golden clime
Where angels wander, crowned with light sublime;
When I am gone away into that land
Publish at once this ghostly reprimand,