"So sudden, it seems a bolt from Heaven." And bursting into exclamations of grief, he wept upon the bosom of Talara his friend.
But starting from his side:--"My fate converges to a point.

If I but cross that shadow, my kingdom is lost.

One lifting of my foot, and the girdle goes to my proud uncle Darfi, who would so joy to be my master.

Haughty Dwarf! Oh Oro! would that I had ere this passed thee, fatal cavern; and seen for myself, what outer Mardi is.

Say ye true, comrades, that Willamilla is less lovely than the valleys without?
that there is bright light in the eyes of the maidens of Mina?
and wisdom in the hearts of the old priests of Maramma; that it is pleasant to tread the green earth where you will; and breathe the free ocean air?
Would, oh would, that I were but the least of yonder sun-clouds, that look down alike on Willamilla and all places besides, that I might determine aright.