Theclamourswelledorsank，andthemencalledorcriedthenamesofmanywomen，somedead，somelost。Othersweremute，silentinthepresenceoftheWorld’sDesire，silentaswhenweseelostfacesinadream。TheWandererhadlookedonceandthencastdownhiseyesandstoodwithhisfacehiddeninhishands。Healonewaitedandstrovetothink；therestwereabandonedtothebewildermentoftheirpassionsandtheiramaze。
Whatwasitthathehadseen？Thatwhichhehadsoughthiswholelifelong；soughtbyseaandland，notknowingwhathesought。Forthishehadwanderedwithahungryheart，andnowwasthehungerofhishearttobeappeased？BetweenhimandherwastheunknownbarrierandtheinvisibleDeath。Washetopasstheunmarkedboundary，toforcethoseguardedgatesandachievewhereallhadfailed？Hadamagicdeceivedhiseyes？DidhelookbutonapictureandavisionthatsomeartcouldcallagainfromthehauntedplaceofMemory？
Hesighedandlookedagain。Lo！inhischarmedsightafairgirlseemedtostanduponthepylonbrow，andonherheadsheboreashiningurnofbronze。
Heknewhernow。HehadseenherthusatthecourtofKingTyndareusashedroveinhischariotthroughthefordofEurotas；thushehadseenheralsointhedreamontheSilentIsle。
Againhesighedandagainhelooked。Nowinhischarmedsightawomansat，whosefacewasthefaceofthegirl，grownmorelovelyfar，butsadwithgriefandtouchedwithshame。