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62 Nor e'er forget. Her eyes all wandering roved, And' many times met Walter's wildered look, Wherein she might not find the ancient joy; She seemed to seek for something new around. And looked once more. 'Twas forest wilderness. Beyond the Niemen 'mid the forests gleamed A turret height; a convent 'twas of nuns. Sad dwelling of the Christians. On this tower Rested Aldona's eyes and thoughts; the dove Seized by the wind amidst a raging sea, Thus falls upon an unknown vessel's mast. And Walter understood Aldona. Silent He followed her, and told her his design, Commanding secrecy before the world. And at the doors—ah! fearful was that parting! Alf rode off with the Wajdelote. Till now Nought has been heard of them. But woe to him If he fulfil not hitherto his vows, If, having all his bliss renounced and poisoned Aldona's happiness, and sacrificed So much, he still have sacrificed in vain! The future shows the rest. I have ended, Germans.

This is the end?—great murmur in the hall. "Who is this Walter, and what are his deeds?