The second, scarlet red each countenance shall fringe;
And on the third, as black as coal shall be each face;
Upon which ensuing, God’s wrath shall then take place.
If sign of me you ask for truth of what I say,
Observe the path that camel’s foal shall take to-day;285
Then strive to catch it. If you can, by chance, succeed;
Good. If not, hope is gone;—from bow the arrow’s freed!”
No one of them the camel’s foal could overtake.
It fled among the hills,—was lost to sight. Heartache!
E’en so the soul, when once its prison bars are burst,