Comfort thyself with the thought that God looks mercifully upon thee, and that the joy so earnestly sought for will come--if not here, most assuredly beyond the grave." But the pilgrim, as though awaking out of a trance, rose mightily from his seat, and said: "Do you please to come forth with me, reverend chaplain?
Before the sun appears in the heavens, we could reach the convent-gates, and I should not be far from heaven." In vain did the chaplain and Rolf remind him of his weakness: he smiled, and said that there could be no words about it; and he girded himself, and tuned the lute which he had asked leave to take with him.

His decided manner overcame all opposition, almost without words; and the chaplain had already prepared himself for the journey, when the pilgrim looked with much emotion at Sintram, who, oppressed with a strange weariness, had sunk, half-asleep, on a couch, and said: "Wait a moment.
I know that he wants me to give him a soft lullaby." The pleased smile of the youth seemed to say, Yes; and the pilgrim, touching the strings with a light hand, sang these words: "Sleep peacefully, dear boy; Thy mother sends the song That whispers round thy couch, To lull thee all night long.
In silence and afar For thee she ever prays, And longs once more in fondness Upon thy face to gaze.
And when thy waking cometh, Then in thy every deed, In all that may betide thee, Unto her words give heed.
Oh, listen for her voice, If it be yea or nay; And though temptation meet thee, Thou shalt not miss the way.
If thou canst listen rightly, And nobly onward go, Then pure and gentle breezes Around thy cheek shall blow.
Then on thy peaceful journey Her blessing thou shalt feel, And though from thee divided, Her presence o'er thee steal.
O safest, sweetest comfort! O blest and living light! That, strong in Heaven's power, All terrors put to flight! Rest quietly, sweet child, And may the gentle numbers Thy mother sends to thee Waft peace unto thy slumbers." Sintram fell into a deep sleep, smiling, and breathing softly.

Rolf and the castellan remained by his bed, whilst the two travellers pursued their way in the quiet starlight..