Are the peacemakers! them no bad wrath stings.”
Already overhead the sun’s last rays
Were so uplifted, followed by the night,
That round us many a star began to blaze.
And, as I felt my body’s waning might,
“Why dost thou fail me, O my strength?” I said:
But having come now where we climbed no more,
On the stair’s brink we ceased our toilsome tread,
Fixed as a vessel that arrives at shore.
I stopped awhile, and waited as to hear