But the air was soft and the silence deep,
And bonny Kilmeny fell sound asleep.
She kend nae mair, nor opened her e’e,
Till waked by the hymns of a far countrye.
She ’wakened on a couch of the silk sae slim,
All striped wi’ the bars of the rainbow’s rim;
And lovely beings round were rife,
Who erst had travelled mortal life;
And aye they smiled, and ’gan to speer,