After the visiting of holy thoughts—
With dewy wings shall sink upon thine eyes!
Enter my home, and welcome, welcome back
To peace, to God, thou lost and found again!
(They go into the cabin together.—Herrmann, lingering for a moment on the threshold, looks up to the starry skies.)
Father! that from amidst yon glorious worlds
Now look’st on us, thy children! make this hour
Blessed for ever! May it see the birth
Of thine own image in the unfathom’d deep
Of an immortal soul,—a thing to name