There was a boy, whom I have searched for since;
But, like the shadows of all earthly hope,
He hath eluded me.
Stranger.I am that boy.
Sailor.Thou!—thou that boy! The wheel is still in motion!
Stranger.I stood beside the gallows when he died.
Sailor.His bird of Paradise! A cherub then!
I’ve seen you often sleeping among roses,
And he, a guardian angel, smiling o’er you.
You have not slept on roses often since,