Thefrailbarkinwhichshehadsailedherlifevoyagehadbeenrockingonaroughandtossingocean，andnowitfloated，floatedslowlyintosmootherwaters。
Aslongasshecouldremember，herboathadbeenflungaboutinstormandtempest，lashedbyangrywinds，borneagainstrocks，beaten，torn，buffeted。Nowthewaveshadsubsided；theskywasclear；theseawaswarmandtranquil；thesunshinedriedthetatteredsails；theairwassoftandbalmy。
Andnow，forsleepplaysstrangetricks，thebarkdisappearedfromthedream，anditwasshe，herself，whowasfloating，floatingfartherandfartheraway；whithersheneitherknewnorcared；itwasenoughtobeatrest，lulledbythelappingofthecoolwaves。
Thenthereappearedagreenislerisingfromthesea；anislesoradiantandfairy-likethatherfamishedeyescouldhardlybelieveitsreality；butitwasreal，forshesailednearerandnearertoitsshores，andatlastherfeetskimmedtheshiningsandsandshefloatedthroughtheairasdisembodiedspiritsfloat，tillshesanksoftlyatthefootofaspreadingtree。
Thenshesawthegreenislewasafloweringisle。Everyshrubandbushwasblooming；thetreeswerehungwithrosygarlands，andeventheearthwascarpetedwithtinyflowers。Therarefragrances，thebirdsongs，softandmusical，theravishmentofcolor，allboredownuponherswimmingsensesatonce，takingthemcaptivesocompletelythatsherememberednopast，wasconsciousofnopresent，lookedforwardtonofuture。Sheseemedtoleavethebodyandthesad，heavythingsofthebody。Thehumminginherearsceased，thelightfaded，thebirdssongsgrewfainterandmoredistant，thegoldencircleofpainrecededfartherandfartheruntilitwaslosttoview；eventhefloweringislandgentlydriftedaway，andallwaspeaceandsilence。