That has the heady flavour of new wine
To him that wounds him to the death.
First Sailor. I’ll strike at him. His spells, when he dies, will die with him and vanish away.
Second Sailor. I’ll strike at him.
The Others. And I! And I! And I!
[FORGAEL plays upon the harp.]
First Sailor [falling into a dream]. It is what they are saying, there is some person dead in the other ship; we have to go and wake him. They did not say what way he came to his end, but it was sudden.
Second Sailor. You are right, you are right. We have to go to that wake.
Dectora. He has flung a Druid spell upon the air,
And set you dreaming.