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Rh And all shall curse him, one heart yet alone Shall dare afar to bless him." Here I chose My habitation and my grave apart, In silence, where the sacrilege of groans The traveller dare not listen. Thou, I know, Lovest to walk alone. Within myself I thought, "Maybe at even he will come, Having his comrades left behind, to hold Converse with winds and billows of the lake; And he will think of me and hear my voice." And Heaven did fulfil my innocent wish. Thou camest; thou didst understand my song. I prayed in former times that dreams might bless Me with thine image, though the form were mute: To-day, what happiness! To-day, together,— Together we may weep!

And wherefore weep? I wept, thou dost remember, when I tore Myself for ever from thy dear embrace, And of my free will died from happiness, That thus I might designs of blood fulfil. That too long martyrdom at length is crowned.