See, as they creep along the river side,
How she doth whisper to that aged Dame,
And, after looking round the champaign wide,
Shows her a knife.- "What feverous hectic flame
"Burns in thee, child?- What good can thee betide,
"That thou should'st smile again?"- The evening came,
And they had found Lorenzo's earthy bed;
The flint was there, the berries at his head.
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