We had rode long and were still far from the inn;
My eyes grew dim; for a moment I fell asleep. Under my right arm the whip still dangled;
In my left hand the reins for an instant slackened. Suddenly I woke and turned to question my groom:
"We have gone a hundred paces since you fell asleep,"
Body and spirit for a while had exchanged place;
Swift and slow had turned to their contraries.