Sorely feared the Hegelings that they from thence could nevermore be started.
[1134]
The clouds now lifted higher, as the mighty God had willed;
Then no more they sorrowed, for soon the waves were stilled,
And from out the darkness the sun was shining brightly.
A wind from the west was blowing, and now the woes were o’er of the wanderers knightly.
[1135]
For miles full six and twenty, past Givers’ craggy shore,
The ships at last were wafted. By this they saw yet more
The work of God and his goodness, in all the help then given.