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Make thine heart ready with thine eyes: the time Is come to raise the veil.
Behold her there,
WITH farmer Allan at the farm abode
And yearned towards William; but the youth, be
He had been always with her in the house,
Then there came a day When Allan called his son, and said: "My son, I married late, but I would wish to see My grandchild on my knees before I die: And I have set my heart upon a match. Now therefore look to Dora; she is well To look to; thrifty too beyond her age. She is my brother's daughter: he and I Had once hard words, and parted, and he died In foreign lands; but for his sake I bred His daughter Dora: take her for your wife; For I have wished this marriage, night and day, For many years." But William answered short; "I cannot marry Dora; by my life,
I will not marry Dora." Then the old man Was wroth, and doubled up his hands, and said: "You will not, boy! you dare to answer thus! But in my time a father's word was law,
And so it shall be now for me. Look to❜t;
Then, when the bells were ringing, Allan called
And days went on, and there was born a boy To William; then distresses came on him ; And day by day he passed his father's gate, Heart-broken, and his father helped him not. But Dora stored what little she could save, And sent it them by stealth, nor did they know Who sent it; till at last a fever seized On William, and in harvest-time he died.
Then Dora went to Mary. Mary sat And looked with tears upon her boy, and thought Hard things of Dora. Dora came and said: "I have obeyed my uncle until now, And I have sinned, for it was all through me This evil came on William at the first.
But, Mary, for the sake of him that's gone,
And I will set him in
And Dora took the child, and went her way
And spied her not; for none of all his men
But when the morrow came, she rose and took The child once more, and sat upon the mound; And made a little wreath of all the flowers That grew about, and tied it round his hat To make him pleasing in her uncle's eye. Then when the farmer passed into the field He spied her, and he left his men at work, And came and said: "Where were you yesterday? Whose child is that? What are you doing here?” So Dora cast her eyes upon the ground, And answered softly: "This is William's child!" "And did I not," said Allan, "did I not Forbid you, Dora?" Dora said again : "Do with me as you will, but take the child And bless him for the sake of him that's gone!" And Allan said: "I see it is a trick
Got up betwixt you and the woman there.
So saying, he took the boy, that cried aloud And struggled hard. The wreath of flowers fell At Dora's feet. She bowed upon her hands, And the boy's cry came to her from the field, More and more distant. She bowed down her head,
Remembering the day when first she came,
Then Dora went to Mary's house, and stood
So the women kissed Each other, and set out and reached the farm. The door was off the latch; they peeped and saw The boy set up betwixt his grandsire's knees, Who thrust him in the hollows of his arm,
And clapt him on the hands and on the cheeks,
"O Father!—if you let me call you so-
With all men; for I asked him, and he said,
So Mary said, and Dora hid her face
"I have been to blame-to blame! I have killed my son !
I have killed him-but I loved him-my dear son!
Then they clung about The old man's neck, and kissed him many times. And all the man was broken with remorse; And all his love came back a hundred fold; And for three hours he sobbed o'er William's child, Thinking of William.
So those four abode Within one house together; and as years Went forward, Mary took another mate; But Dora lived unmarried till her death.
"THE Bull, the Fleece are crammed, and not a
For love or money. Let us picnic there
I spoke, while Audley feast