Too late I turn, a shade among the shades.

To follow, death-enthralled, thy flight through ages grey.

The Vision.

A CHRISTMAS MYSTERY.

PERSONS: A YOUNG HERD. HIS MOTHER.

SCENE: THE QUEEN'S CRAGS.

TIME: CHRISTMAS EVE.

The herd stands at the foot of the Crags, gazing across the dark fells. His mother enters.

MOTHER: Son, come home, nor tarry here

In this peril-haunted place.