Where Roderick and his comrade anxiously
Look’d for the appointed meeting. Halting there,
They from the burthen and the bit relieved
Their patient bearers, and around the fire
Partook of needful food and grateful rest.
Bright rose the flame replenish’d; it illumed
The cork-tree’s furrow’d rind, its rifts and swells
And redder scars, ... and where its aged boughs
O’erbower’d the travellers, cast upon the leaves
A floating, grey, unrealizing gleam.