Chapter 65 No.65

And who the first that, springing on the strand,

Leaped like a Nereid from her shell to land,

With dark but brilliant skin, and dewy eye

Shining with love, and hope, and constancy?

Neuha-the fond, the faithful, the adored-

Her heart on Torquil's like a torrent poured;

And smiled, and wept, and near, and nearer clasped,

As if to