THE CITY BELLE.
Say, bringst thou home again
Thy former love and truth ?
Live with us happy then ;
We greet thee all again
With former love and truth.
The next morning the sky was bright and cheerful.
Behind the dykes on the mainland the morning sun
rose and seemed to throw a look of curiosity toward the
hallig, as if to ascertain what had been the destruction
of the preceding night, and to inquire whether there
were still living beings there to be refreshed by his
beams. The sea flowed calmly on in its ordinary bed,
and seemed to say, smilingly, to those in whose ears the
fearful roar of the late storm was still ringing — "You
have only dreamed !"
Godber, who, notwithstanding the exertions he had
been forced to make during the dangers described in
our last chapter, had slept little, now stood before the
door of the hospitable dwelling. His heart was agi-
tated by a variety of emotions. There lay before him
the soil of his hallig, after which, even on the blooming
shores of Italy and on the rich plains of Holland, he
