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 "A Mother, too!" these self-same words
 * Did Edward mutter plain;

His face was drawn back on itself,
 * With horror and huge pain.

Both groan'd at once, for both knew well
 * What thoughts were in his mind;

When he wak'd up, and star'd like one
 * That hath been just struck blind.

He sat upright; and ere the dream
 * Had had time to depart,

"O God, forgive me! (he exclaim'd)
 * "I have torn out her heart."

Then Ellen shriek'd, and forthwith burst
 * Into ungentle laughter;

And Mary shiver'd, where she sat,
 * And never she smil'd after.