"There were six of us all together, Norsemen of Helgoland; In two days and no more We killed of them threescore, And dragged them to the strand!" Here Alfred the Truth-Teller Suddenly closed his book, And lifted his blue eyes, With doubt and strange surmise And Othere the old sea-captain His tawny, quivering beard. And to the King of the Saxons, DAYBREAK. A WIND came up out of the sea, It hailed the ships, and cried, "Sail on, Ye mariners, the night is gone.” And hurried landward far away, It said unto the forest, "Shout! It touched the wood-bird's folded wing, And said, "O bird, awake and sing." And o'er the farms, "O chanticleer, It whispered to the fields of corn, "Bow down, and hail the coming morn." It shouted through the belfry-tower, It crossed the churchyard with a sigh, |