'And thou, Normandaï, whose piercing cry turns the heart to ice!'
'And thou, iron-feathered Wavadabaki! And thou, whom we only know by thy shadow!—'
'I ask what you may require, and what is the cause of your anger? Restrain your ministers, withhold your persecutions. Know ye not that we perish, and if we perish, who will prepare your offering?'
'Who will?'
'To you I come defenceless, entangled in a long cloak. My head is bent with years, my open eyes cannot see far.'
'It is even so!' chimed in the attendant, who had been silent hitherto, not daring to repeat all these awful incantations.
'Going to the sea, and returning to the sea, I am a Nomad—'
'Yea, verily—'
'Ye like dark reindeer, ye like dappled reindeer; have they ceased to be pleasing?'
'Have they ceased?'