Thus the lone Seer, from mankind hurl’d,
Shaped forth a disembodied world.
One lingering sympathy of mind
Still bound him to the mortal kind;
The only parent he could claim
Of ancient Alpine’s lineage came.
Late had he heard, in prophet’s dream,
The fatal Ben-Shie’s[178] boding scream;
Sounds,[179] too, had come in midnight blast,
Of charging steeds, careering fast