Then she stood looking at the sky and all the lovely panorama of nature beneath, and stretching out her arms as though in worship.

Oh! how beautiful she seemed with the sunlight shining on her heavenly face! Now for the first time I heard her voice.

It was soft and deep, yet in it was a curious bell-like tone that seemed to vibrate like the sound of chimes heard from far away.

Never have I listened to such another voice.
She pointed to the sun whereof the light turned her radiant hair and garments to a kind of golden glory, and called it by some name that I could not understand.

I shook my head, whereon she gave it a different name taken, I suppose, from another language.