Began to toll ... and sudden fire
Flared at me from the road, a pyre
It seemed, to burn our bodies in ...
And I fell down, far down, within
The pit’s mouth ... and my brain went blind....
I woke—a cold sun rose behind
Black evil hills—my love knelt near
Beside a stream, her golden hair
Streaming across the grass—below
The Solway eddied to and fro,