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Ay, pipe away, thou troll abhorr'd! He has a Guide and Guard on board!

In a worse storm, with him to steer, I'd put to sea and never fear.

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[To .]

What is he?

A priest.

What is he, nay— That's plain: he is a man, I say! Strong will is in him, and bold deed.

That were the very priest we need!

Ay, ay, the very priest we need!

[They disperse along the slopes.

[Collecting his books and papers.]

Well, 'tis opposed to all routine To labour in a strange vocation, Intrusively to risk one's skin Without an adequate occasion.— I do my duty with precision,— But always in my own Division. [Goes.

[''Outside the hut on the Ness. Late afternoon. The fjord is smooth and gleaming. is sitting''