Eric Escapes. 

 He rose and turned a quick retreat to make, When lo! that presence bright Still barred his way, And stood with hand stretched towards the rift's pale light— A sign which Eric felt in words would say— "What God, in mercy sends, dare you refuse to take?" 

He rose and turned a quick retreat to make,

When lo! that presence bright

Still barred his way,

And stood with hand stretched towards the rift's pale light—

A sign which Eric felt in words would say—

 As Cherubim with flaming sword it kept The gates of death. How could He pass them now? Enough, that she would know his will was good, From, what he'd suffered for his loyal vow. "Heaven's will be done!" he cried, and through the portal crept. 

As Cherubim with flaming sword it kept

The gates of death. How could

He pass them now?

Enough, that she would know his will was good,

From, what he'd suffered for his loyal vow.

 The sudden call to life from out the tomb; Death's bands thus swiftly rent, Life's tidal force Undammed, had rushed with too impetuous vent, Did not a tortuous cave arrest its course, Ere he at length emerged beneath night's starless gloom. 

The sudden call to life from out the tomb;

Death's bands thus swiftly rent,

Life's tidal force

Undammed, had rushed with too impetuous vent,

Did not a tortuous cave arrest its course,

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