“All dead. All dead,” she mumbled. “My brothers and-Make ends meet

“All dead. All dead,” she mumbled. “My brothers and

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resting - place, And not one step beyond! - Thou'rt leaving me? Oh Henry!

“All dead. All dead,” she mumbled. “My brothers and

would that I could go with thee!

“All dead. All dead,” she mumbled. “My brothers and

Thou canst! But will it! Open stands the door.

“All dead. All dead,” she mumbled. “My brothers and

I dare not go! I've naught to hope for more. What boots it to escape? They

lurk for me! 'Tis wretched to beg, as I must do, And with an evil conscience

thereto! 'Tis wretched, in foreign lands to stray; And me they will catch, do

Quick! Quick! Save thy poor child! Keep to the path The brook along, Over

the bridge To the wood beyond, To the left, where the plank is, In the pond.