Then they sail on until thereafter there appeared to them another island with one son of the Church25 therein. Fair indeed was that island, and wondrous the description thereof. Red flowers the size of tables therein, And they a-dropping and pouring, honey. Beautiful bright bird-flocks therein, and they a-singing plaintive melodious music. The Húi Corra were asking tidings of that cleric. ‘Daga26, a disciple of Andrew the Apostle, am I’, quoth he; ‘and one night I forgot my nocturn, wherefore I was sent in pilgrimage into the ocean; and here I am awaiting Doomsday; and the birds that ye see are the souls of holy human beings.’