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And all the stores that I so dearly saved! I thought to have them to my dying day!

''Young Wom. (running up to him.)'' Ah, my dear Swithick! art thou safe indeed? Why didst thou leave me?

Young Man. To save our ideot brother, see'st thou here? I could not leave him in that pityless broil.

Young Wom. Well hast thou done! poor helpless Balderkin! We've fed thee long, unweeting of our care, And in our little dwelling still thou'st held The warmest nook; and, wheresoe'er we be, So shalt thou still, albeit thou know'st it not.

Young Man. And see here, too, our neighbour Edwin comes, Bearing his bed-rid father on his back. Come in, good man. How dost thou, aged neighbour? Cheer up again! thou shalt be shelter'd still; The Wizard has receiv'd us.

Wiz. True, good folks; I wish my means were better for your sakes. But we are crowded here; that winding passage Leads us into an inner cave full wide, Where we may take our room and freely breathe; Come let us enter there.