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H, Madam; you've indeed come bach here? 'Twas sad—your husband's so swift death, And you away! You shouldn't have left him: It hastened his last breath."

"Dame, I am not the lady you think me; I know not her, nor know her name; I've come to lodge here—a friendless woman; My health my only aim."

She came; she lodged. Wherever she rambled They held her as no other than The lady named; and told how her husband Had died a forsaken man.