LORRINITE. Com'st thou, son, for aid to me? Tell me who have injur'd thee, Where they are, and who they be; {116} Of the Earth, or of the Sea, Or of the aerial company? Earth, nor Sea, nor Air is free From the powers who wait on me, And my tremendous witchery. ARVALAN. She for whom so ill I sped, Whom my Father deemeth dead, Lives, for Marriataly's aid From the water sav'd the maid. In hatred I desire her still, And in revenge would have my will. A Deveta with, wings of blue, And sword whose edge even now I rue, In a Ship of Heaven on high, Pilots her along the sky. Where they voyage thou canst tell, Mistress of the mighty spell. 7. At this the Witch, through shrivell'd lips and thin, Sent forth a sound half-whistle and half-hiss. Two winged Hands came in, {117} Armless and bodyless, Bearing a globe of liquid crystal, set In frame as diamond bright, yet black as jet. A thousand eyes were quench'd in endless night, To form that magic globe; for Lorrinite Had, from their sockets, drawn the liquid sight, And kneaded it, with re-creating skill, Into this organ of her mighty will. Look in yonder orb, she cried, Tell me what is there descried. ARVALAN. A mountain top, in clouds of light Envelop'd, rises on my sight; Thence a cataract rushes down, Hung with many a rainbow crown; Light and clouds conceal its head, Below, a silver Lake is spread; Upon its shores a Bower I see, Fit home for blessed company. See they come forward, . . . one, two, three, . . . The last a Maiden, . . . it is she! The foremost shakes his wings of blue, 'Tis he whose sword even yet I rue; {118} And in that other one I know The visage of my deadliest foe. Mother, let thy magic might Arm me for the mortal fight; Helm and shield and mail afford, Proof against his dreaded sword. Then will I invade their seat, Then shall vengeance be compleat. LORRINITE. Spirits, who obey my will, Hear him, and his wish fulfill. 8. So spake the mighty one, nor farther spell Needed. Anon a sound, like smother'd thunder, Was heard, slow rolling under; The solid pavement of the cell Quak'd, heav'd, and cleft asunder, And, at the feet of Arvalan display'd, Helmet and mail and shield and scymitar were laid.