Gradually as the intellectual
sight became overclouded, these gay visions became obscure, like
the dying hues of sunset, until they were at last lost in total
oblivion; and Sir Kenneth lay extended at the feet of El Hakim,
to all appearance, but for his deep respiration, as inanimate a
corpse as if life had actually departed.
CHAPTER XXIII.
'Mid these wild scenes Enchantment waves her hand,
To change the face of the mysterious land;
Till the bewildering scenes around us seem
The Vain productions of a feverish dream. ASTOLPHO, A ROMANCE.
When the Knight of the Leopard awoke from his long and profound
repose, he found himself in circumstances so different from those
in which he had lain down to sleep, that he doubted whether he
was not still dreaming, or whether the scene had not been changed
by magic. Instead of the damp grass, he lay on a couch of more
than Oriental luxury; and some kind hands had, during his repose,
stripped him of the cassock of chamois which he wore under his
armour, and substituted a night-dress of the finest linen and a
loose gown of silk.
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