She promised.
Then the third night after this,
While Enoch slumber’d motionless and pale,
And Miriam watch’d and dozed at intervals,
There came so loud a calling of the sea, 910
That all the houses in the haven rang.
He woke, he rose, he spread his arms abroad
Crying with a loud voice ‘a sail! a sail!
I am saved’; and so fell back and spoke no more.
So past the strong heroic soul away. 915