Yet there was a grandeur in my desolation that would have elevated my heart but for the fear.

If I had had one living creature nigh me--if only the stupid calf, whose dull sleepy low startled me so dreadfully as I stood staring about me! It was not dark out here in the open field, for at this season of the year it is not dark there all night long, when the sky is unclouded.

Away in the north was the Great Bear.

I knew that constellation, for by it one of the men had taught me to find the pole-star.

Nearly under it was the light of the sun, creeping round by the north towards the spot in the east where he would rise again.