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      THE region round the little town of Kj ge is very bleak and bareThe town certainly lies by the seashore,which is always beautiful,but just there it might be more beautiful than it isall around are flat fields,and it is a long way to the forestBut when one is really at home in a place,one always finds something beautiful,and something that one longs for in the most charming spot in the world that is strange to usWe confess that,by the utmost boundary of the little town,where some humble gardens skirt the streamlet that falls into the sea,it must be very pretty in summer;and this was the opinion of the two children,from neighbouring houses,who were playing there,and forcing their way through the gooseberry bushes to get to one another

      In one of the gardens stood an elder tree,and in the other an old willow,and under the latter especially the children were very fond of playingthey were allowed to play there,though,indeed,the tree stood close beside the stream,and they might easily have fallen into the waterBut the eye of God watches over the little ones;if it did not,they would be badly offAnd,moreover,they were very careful with respect to the water;in fact,the boy was so much afraid of it,that they could not lure him into the sea in summer,when the other children were splashing about in the wavesAccordingly,he was famously jeered and mocked at,and had to bear the jeering and mockery as best he couldBut once Joanna,the neighbour's little girl,dreamed she was sailing in a boat,and Knud waded out to join her till the water rose,first to his neck,and afterwards closed right over his headFrom the time when little Knud heard of this dream,he would no longer stand any one saying that he was afraid of the water,but simply referred them to Joanna's dream;that was his pride,but into the water he did not go

      Their parents,who were poor people,often visited each other,and Knud and Joanna played in the gardens and on the high road,where a row of willows had been planted beside the ditch;these trees,with their polled tops,certainly did not look beautiful,but they were not put there for ornament,but for useThe old willow tree in the garden was much handsomer,and therefore the children were fond of sitting under it

      In the town itself there was a great marketplace,and at the time of the fair this place was covered with whole streets of tents and booths,containing silk ribbons,boots,and everything that a person could wish forThere was great crowding,and generally the weather was rainy,and then one noticed the odour of the peasants’ coats,but also the fragrance of the honeycakes and the gingerbread,of which there was a booth quite full;and the best of it was,that the man who kept this booth came every year to lodge during the fairtime in the dwelling of little Knud's fatherConsequently there came a present of a bit of gingerbread every now and then,and of course Joanna received her share of the giftBut perhaps the most charming thing of all was that the gingerbread dealer knew all sorts of tales,and could even relate histories about his own gingerbread cakes;and one evening,in particular,he told a story about them which made such a deep impression on the children that they never forgot it;and for that reason it is perhaps advisable that we should hear it too,more especially as the story is not long

      On the shopboard,”he said,“lay two gingerbread cakes,one in the shape of a man with a hat,the other of a maiden without a bonnet,but with a piece of goldleaf on her head;both their faces were on the side that was uppermost,for they were to be looked at on that side,and not on the other;and,indeed,no one should be viewed from the wrong sideOn the left side the man wore a bitter almond——that was his heart;but the maiden,on the other hand,was honeycake all overThey were placed as samples on the shopboard,and remaining there a long time,at last they fell in love with one another,but neither told the other,as they should have done if they had expected anything to come of it

      He is a man,and therefore he must speak first,’she thought;but she felt quite contented,for she knew her love was returned

      His thoughts were far more extravagant,as is always the case with a manHe dreamed that he was a real street boy,that he had four pennies of his own,and that he purchased the maiden and ate her upSo they lay on the shop-board for days and weeks,and grew dry and hard,but the thoughts of the maiden became ever more gentle and maidenly

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      It is enough for me that I have lain on the same table with him,’she said,and——crack!——she broke in two

      If she had only known of my love,she would have kept together a little longer,’he thought

      And that is the story,and here they are,both of them,”said the baker in conclusion.“They are remark-able for their curious history,and for their silent love,which never came to anythingAnd there they are for you!”and,so saying,he gave Joanna the man who was yet entire,and Knud got the broken maiden;but the children had been so much impressed by the story that they could not summon courage to eat up the lovers

      On the following day they went out with them to the churchyard,and sat down by the church wall,which is covered,winter and summer,with the most luxuriant ivy as with a rich carpetHere they stood the two cake figures up in the sunshine among the green leaves,and told the story to a group of other children;they told them of the silent love which led to nothingIt was called love because the story was so lovely,on that they all agreedBut when they turned to look again at the gingerbread pair,a big boy,out of mischief,had eaten up the broken maidenThe children cried about this,and afterwards——probably that the poor lover might not be left in the world lonely and desolate——they ate him up too;but they never forgot the story

      The children were always together by the elder tree and under the willow,and the little girl sang the most beautiful songs with a voice that was clear as a bellKnud,on the other hand,had not a note of music in him,but he knew the words of the songs,and that is always somethingThe people of Kjoge,even to the rich wife of the ironmonger,stood still and listened when Joanna sang.“She has a very sweet voice,that little girl,”she said

      Those were glorious days,but they could not last for everThe neighbours were neighbours no longerThe little maiden's mother was dead,and the father intended to mar-ry again,in the capital,where he had been promised a livin as a messenger,which was to be a very lucrative officeAnd the neighbours separated regretfully,the children weeping heartily,but the parents promised that they should at least write to one another once a year

      And Knud was bound apprentice to a shoemaker,for the big boy could not be allowed to run wild any longer;and moreover he was confirmed

      Ah,how gladly on that day of celebration would he have been in Copenhagen,with little Joanna!but he remained in Kjoge,and had never yet been to Copenhagen,though the little town is only five Danish miles distant from the capital;but far across the bay,when the sky was clear,Knud had seen the towers in the distance and on the day of his confirmation he could distinctly see the golden cross on the principal church glittering in the sun

      Ah,how often his thoughts were with Joanna!Did she think of him?YesTowards Christmas there came a letter from her father to the parents of Knud,to say that they were getting on very well in Copenhagen,and especially might Joanna look forward to a brilliant future on the strength of her fine voiceShe had been engaged in the theatre in which people sing,and was already earning some money,out of which she sent her dear neighbours of Kjoge a dollar for the merry Christmas-eveThey were to drink her health,she had herself added in a postscript;and in the same postscript there stood further,“A kind greeting to Knud.”

      The whole family wept and yet all this was very pleasant——those were joyful tears that they shedKnud's thoughts had been occupied every day with Joanna;and now he knew that she also thought of him;and the nearer the time came when his apprenticeship would be over,the more clearly did it appear to him that he was very fond of Joanna,and that she must be his wife;and when he thought of this,a smile came upon his lips,and he drew the thread twice as fast as before,and pressed his foot hard against the kneestrapHe ran the awl far into his finger,but he did not care for thatHe determined not to play the dumb lover,as the two gingerbread cakes had donethe story should teach him a lesson

      And now he was a journeyman,and his knapsack was packed ready for his journeyat length,for the first time in his life,he was to go to Copenhagen,where a master was already waiting for himHow glad Joanna would be!She was now seventeen years old,and he nineteen

      Already in Kjoge he had wanted to buy a gold ring for her;but he recollected that such things were to be had far better in CopenhagenAnd now he took leave of his parents,and on a rainy day,late in the autumn,went forth on foot out of the town of his birthThe leaves were falling down from the trees,and he arrived at his new master's in Copenhagen wet to the skin

      Next Sunday he was to pay a visit to Joanna's fatherThe new journeyman's clothes were brought forth,and the new hat from Kjoge was put on,which became Knud very well,for till this time he had only worn a capAnd he found the house he sought,and mounted flight after flight of stairs until he became almost giddyIt was terrible to him to see how people lived piled up one over the other in the dreadful city

      Everything in the room had a prosperous look,and Joanna's father received him very kindlyTo the new wife he was a stranger,but she shook hands with him,and gave him some coffee

      Joanna will be glad to see you,”said the father:“you have grown quite a nice young manYou shall see her presentlyShe is a girl who rejoices my heart,and,please God,she will rejoice it yet moreShe has her own room now,and pays us rent for it.”

      And the father knocked quite politely at the door,as if he were a visitor,and then they went in

      But how pretty everything was in that room!such an apartment was certainly not to be found in all Kjogethe Queen herself could not be more charmingly lodgedThere were carpets,there were window curtains quite down to the floor,and around were flowers and pictures,and a mirror into which there was almost danger that a visitor might step,for it was as large as a door;and there was even a velvet chair

      Knud saw all this at a glance;and yet he saw nothing but JoannaShe was a grown maiden,quite different from what Knud had fancied her,and much more beautifulIn all Kjoge there was not a girl like herHow graceful she was,and with what an odd unfamiliar glance she looked at Knud!But that was only for a moment,and then she rushed towards him as if she would have kissed himShe did not really do so,but she came very near itYes,she was certainly rejoiced at the arrival of the friend of her youth!The tears were actually in her eyes;and She had much to say,and many questions to put concerning all,from Knud's parents down to the elder tree and the willow,which she called Elder-mother and Willow-father,as if they had been human beings;and indeed they might pass as such,just as well as the gingerbread cakes;and of these she spoke too,and of their silent love,and how they had lain upon the shop-board and split in two-and then she laughed very heartily;but the blood mounted in-to Knud's cheeks,and his heart beat thick and fastNo,she had not grown proud at allAnd it was through her-he noticed it well-that her parents invited him to stay the whole evening with them;and she poured out the tea and gave him a cup with her own hands;and afterwards she took a book and read aloud to them,and it seemed to Knud that what she read was all about himself and his love,for it matched so well with his thoughts;and then she sang a simple song,but through singing,it be-came like a history,and seemed to be the outpouring of her very heartYes,certainly she was fond of KnubThe tears coursed down his cheeks-he could not restrain them,nor could he speak a single wordhe thought him-self very stupid;and yet she pressed his hand,and said

      You have a good heart,Knub-remain always as you are now.”

      That was an evening of matchless delight to Knud;to sleep after it was impossible,and accordingly Knud did not sleep

      At parting,Joanna's father had said,“Now,you won't forget us altogether!Don't let the whole winter go by without once coming to see us again;”and therefore he could very well go again the next Sunday,and resolved to do soBut every evening when working hours were over-and they worked by candle-light there-Knud went out through the townhe went into the street in which Joanna lived,and looked up at her window;it was almost always lit up,and one evening he could see the shadow of her face quite plainly on the curtain-and that was a grand evening for himHis master's wife did not like his gallivanting abroad every evening,as she expressed it,and she shook her head;but the master only smiled

      He is only a young fellow,” he said

      But Knud thought to himself:“On Sunday I shall see her,and I shall tell her how completely she reigns in my thoughts,and that she must be my little wifeI know I am only a poor joumeyman shoemaker,but I shall work and strive-yes,I shall tell her soNothing comes of silent loveI have learned that from the cakes

      And Sunday came round,and Knud sallied forth;but,unluckily,they were all going out,and were obliged to tell him soJoanna pressed his hand,and said,

      Have you ever been to the theatre?You must go onceI shall sing on Wednesday,and if you have time on that evening,I will send you a ticket;my father knows where your master lives

      How kind that was of her!And on Wednesday at noon he received a sealed paper,with no words written in it;but the ticket was there,and in the evening Knud went to the theatre for the first time in his lifeAnd what did he see?He saw Joanna,and how charming and how beautiful she looked!She was certainly married to a stranger,but that was all in the play-something that was only make-believe,as Knud knew very wellOtherwise,he thought,she would never have had the heart to send him a ticket that he might go and see itAnd all the people shouted and applauded,and Knud cried outhurrah!”

      Even the King smiled at Joanna,and seemed to de-light in herAh,how small Knud felt!but then he loved her so dearly,and thought that she loved him too;but it was for the man to speak the first word,as the gingerbread maiden had thought;and there was a great deal for him in that story

      So soon as Sunday came,he went againHe felt as if he were going into a churchJoanna was alone,and received him-it could not have happened more fortunately

      It is well that you are come,she said.“I had an idea of sending my father to you,only I felt a presentiment that you would be here this evening;for I must tell you that I start for France on FridayI must do that so that I may really come to be something

      It seemed to Knud as if the whole room turned round and as if his heart would burst;no tear rose to his eyes,but still it was easy to see how sorrowful he was

      Joanna saw it,and came near to crying

      You honest,faithful soul!”she exclaimed

      And these wods of hers loosened Knud's tongueHe told her how constantly he loved her,and that she must become his wife;and as he said this,he saw Joanna turn paleShe let his hand fall,and answered,seriously and mournfully,

      Knud,do not make yourself and me unhappyI shall always be a good sister to you,one in whom you may trust,but I shall never be anything more.”

      And she drew her white band over his hot forehead

      Heaven gives us strength for much,”she said,“if we only endeavour to do our best

      At that monent the stepmother came into the room;and Joanna said quickly,

      Knud is quite inconsolable because I am going awayCome,be a man,”she continued,and laid her hand upon his shoulde;and it seemed as if they had been talking of the journey,and nothing else.“You are a child,”she added;“but now you must be good and reasonable,as you used to be under the willow tree,when we were both children

      But Knud felt as if a piece had gone out of the world,and his thoughts were like a loose thread fluttering to and fro in the windHe stayed,though he could not remember if she had asked him to stay;and they were kind and good,and Joanna poured out his tea for him,and sang to himIt had not the old tone,and yet it was wonderfully beautiful,and made his heart feel ready to burstAnd then they partedKnud did not offer her his hand,but she seized it,and said,

      Surely you will shake hands with your sister at parting,old playfellow!”

      And she smiled through the tears that were rolling over her cheeks,and she repeated the word brother-as if that would help much!-and thus they parted

      She sailed to France,and Knud wandered about the muddy streets of CopenhagenThe other journeymen in the workshop asked him why he went about so gloomily,and told him he should go and amuse himself with them,for he was a young fellow

      And they went with him to the dancing-roomsHe saw many handsome girls there,but certainly not one like Joan-na;and here,where he thought to forget her,she stood more vividly than ever in his thoughts.“Heaven gives us strength for a great deal,if we only try to do our best,”she had said;and holy thoughts came into his mind,and he folded his handsThe violins played,and the girls danced round in a circle;and he was quite startled,for it seemed to him as if he were in a place to which he ought not to have brought Joanna-for she was there with him,in his heart;and accordingly he went outHe ran through the streets,and passed by the house where she had dwelt;it was dark there,dark everywhere,and empty,and loneyThe world went its way,and Knud went his

      The winter came,and the streams were frozenEverything seemed to be preparing for a burial

      But when spring returmed,and the first steamer was to start,a longing seized him to go away,far,far into the world,but not too near to FranceSo he packed his knapsack,and wandered far into the German land,from city to city,without rest or peace;and it was not till he came to the glorious old city of Nuremberg,that he could master his restless spirit;and in Nuremberg,therefore,he decided to remain

      Nuremberg is a wonderful old city,and looks as if it were cut out of an old picture-bookThe streets lie just as they pleaseThe houses do not like standing in regular ranksGables with little towers,arabesques,and pillars,start out over the pathway,and from the strange peaked roofs-spouts,formed like dragons or great slim dogs,extend far over the street

      Here in the market-place stood Knud,with his knapsack on his backHe stood by one of the old fountains that are adorned with splendid bronze figures,scriptural and historical,rising up between the gushing jets of waterA pretty servant-maid was just filling her pails,and she gave Knud a refreshing draught;and as her hand was full of roses,she gave him one of the flowers,and he accepted it as a good omen

      From the neighbouring church the strains of the or-an were soundingthey seemed to him as familiar as the tones of the organ at home at Kjoge;and he went into the great cathedralThe sunlight streamed in through the stained glass windows,between the lofty slender pillarsHis spirit became prayerful,and peace returned to his soul

      And he sought and found a good master in Nuremberg,with whom he stayed,and learned the language

      The old moat round the town has been converted into a unmber of little kitchen gardens;but the high walls are standing yet,with their heavy towersThe ropemaker twists his ropes on a gallery or walk built of wood,inside the town wall,where elder bushes grow out of the clefts and cracks,spreading their green twigs over the little low houses that stand below;and in one of these dwelt the master with whom Knud worked;and over the little garret window where he slept the elder waved its branches

      Here he lived through a summer and a winter;but when the spring came again he could bear it no longerThe elder was in blossom,and its fragrance reminded him so of home,that he fancied himself back in the garden at Kjoge;and therefore Knud went away from his master,and dwelt with another,farther in the town,over whose house no elder bush grew

      His workshop was quite close to one of the old stone bridges,by a low water-mill,that rushed and foamed alwaysWithout,rolled the roaring stream,hemmed in by houses,whose old decayed gables looked ready to topple down into the waterNo elder grew herethere was not even a flower-pot with its little green plant;but just opposite the workshop stood a great old willow tree,that seemed to cling fast to the house,for fear of being carried away by the water,and which stretched forth its branches over the river,just as the willow at Kjoge spread its arms across the streamlet by the gardens there

      Yes,he had certainly gone from the Elder-motherto theWillow-father”.The tree here had some-thing,especially on moonlight evenings,that went straight to his heart-and that something was not in the moonlight,but in the old tree itself

      Nevertheless,he could not remainWhy not?Ask the willow tree,ask the blooming elder!And therefore he bade farewell to his master in Nuremberg,and joumeyed on-ward

      To no one did he speak of Joanna-in his secret heart he hid his sorrow;and he thought of the deep meaning in the story of the two cakesNow he understood why the man had a bitter almond in his breast-he himself felt the bitterness of it;and Joanna,who was always so gentle and kind,was typified by the honey-cake

      The strap of his knapsack seemed so tight across his chest that he could scarcely breathe;he loosened it,but was not relievedHe saw but half the world around him;the other half he carried about him and within himselfAnd thus it stood with him

      Not till he came in sight of the high mountains did the world appear treer to him;and now his thoughts were turned without,and tears came into his eyes

      The Alps appeared to him as the folded wings of the earth;how if they were to unfold themselves,and display their variegated pictures of black woods,foaming waters,clouds,and masses of snow?At the last day,he thought,the world will lift up its great wings,and mount upwards towards the sky,and burst like a soap-bubble in the glance of the Highest!

      Ah,” sighed he,“that the Last Day were come!”

      Silently he wandered through the land,that seemed to him as an orchard covered with soft turfFrom the wooden balconies of the houses the girls who sat busy with their lace-making nodded at him;the summits of the mountains glowed in the red sun of the evening;and when he saw the green lakes gleaming among the dark trees,he thought of the coast by the Bay of Kj ge,and there was a longing in his bosom,but it was pain no more

      There where the Rhine rolls onward like a great billow,and bursts,and is changed into snow-white,gleam-in,cloud-like masses,as if clouds were being created there,with the rainbow fluttering like a loose ribbon above them;there he thought of the water-mill at Kj ge,with its rushing,foaming water

      Gladly would he have remained in the quiet Rhenish town,but here also were too many elder trees and willows,and therefore he journeyed on,over the high,mighty mountains,through shattered walls of rock,and on roads that clung like swallows nests to the mountain-sideThe waters foamed on in the depths,the clouds were below him,and he strode on over thistles,Alpine roses,and snow,in the warm summer sun;and saying farewell to the lands of the North,he passed on under the shade of chestnut trees,and through vineyards and fields of maizeThe mountains were a wall between him and all his recollections;and he wished it to be so

      Before him lay a great glorious city which they called Milan,and here he found a German master who gave him workThey were an old pious couple,in whose workshop he now labouredAnd the two old people be came quite fond of the quiet journeyman,who said little,but worked all the more,and led a pious Christian lifeTo himself also it seemed as if Heaven had lifted the heavy burden from his heart

      His favourite pastime was to mount now and then upon the mighty marble church,which seemed to him to have been formed of the snow of his native land,fashioned into roofs,and pinnacles,and decorated open hallsfrom every corner and every point the white statues smiled upon him Above him was the blue sky,below him the city and the widespreading Lombard plains,and towards the north the high mountains clad with perpetual snow;and he thought of the church at Kj ge,wi ith its red ivy-covered walls,but he did not long to go thitherhere,beyond the mountains,he would be buried

      He had dwelt here a year,and three years had passed away since he left his home,when one day his master took him into the city, not to the circus where riders exhibited,but to the opera,where was a hall worth seeingThere were seven stories,from each of which beautiful silken curtains hung down,and from the ground to the dizzy height of the roof sat elegant ladies,with bouquets of flowers in their hands,as if they were at a ball,and the gentlemen were in full dress,and many of them decorated with gold and silverIt was as bright there as in the brilliant sunshine,and the music rolled gloriously through the buildingEverything was much more splendid than in the theatre at Copenhagen,but then Joanna had been there,while here-Yes,It was like magic-the curtain rose,and Joanna appeared,dressed in silk and gold,with a crown upon her headshe sang as he thought none but angels could sing,and came far forward,quite to the front of the stage,and smiled as only Joanna could smile,and looked straight down at Knud

      Poor Knud seized his master's hand,and called out aloud,“Joanna!”but it could not be heard,the musicians played so loudly,and the master nodded and said,“Yes,yes,her name is Joanna

      And he drew forth a printed playbill,and showed Knud her name-for the full name was printed there

      No,it was not a dream!All the people applauded and threw wreaths and flowers to her,and every time she went away they called her back,so that she was always going and coming

      In the street the people crowded round her carriage,and drew it away in triumphKnud was in the foremost row,and gladdest of all;and when the carriage stopped before her brilliantly lighted house,Knud stood close be-side the door of the eariageIt was opened,and she stepped outthe light fell upon her dear face,as she smiled,and made a kindly gesture of thanks,and appeared deeply movedKnud looked straight into her face,and she looked into his,but she did not know himA man with a star glittering on his breast gave her his arm-and it was whispered about that the two were engaged

      Then Knud went home and packed his knapsack He was determined to go back to his own home,to the elder and willow treesah,under the willow tree!

      The old couple begged him to remain,but no words could induce him to stayIt was in vain they told him that winter coming,and pointed out that snow had already fallen in the mountains;he said he could march on,with his knapsack on his back,in the wake of the slow-moving carriage,for which they would have to clear a path

      So he went away towards the mountains,and marched up them and down themHis strength was giving way,but still he saw no village,no house;he marched on towards the northThe stars came out above him,his feet stumbled,and his head grew dizzyDeep in the valley stars were shining too,and it seemed as if there were another sky below himHe felt he was illThe stars below him became more and more numerous,and glowed brighter and brighter,and moved to and froIt was a little town whose lights beamed there;and when he understood that,he exerted the remains of his strength,and at last reached a humble inn

      That night and the whole of the following day he remained there,for his body required rest and refreshmentIt was thawing,and there was rain in the valleyBut early on the second morning came a man with an organ,who played a tune of home;and now Knud could stay no longerHe continued his journey towards the north,marching onward for many days with haste and hurry,as if he were trying to get home before all were dead there;but to no one did he speak of his longing,for no one would have believed in the sorrow of his heart,the deepest a human heart can feelSuch a grief is not for the world,for it is not amusing;nor is it even for friends;and moreover he had no friends-a stranger,he wandered through strange lands towards his home in the NorthIn the only letter he had received from home,one that his parents had written more than a year before,were the words:“You are not thoroughly Danish like the rest of usYou are fond only of foreign lands.”His parents could actually write that,-yes,they knew him so well!

      It was eveningHe was walking on the public high roadThe frost began to make itself felt,and the country soon became flatter,containing mere field and meadowBy the roadside grew a great willow treeEverything re-minded him of home,and he sat down under the treehe felt very tired,his head began to nod,and his eyes closed in slumber,but still he was conscious that the tree lowered its branches towards him;the tree appeared to be an old,mighty man-it seemed as if theWillow-fatherhimself had taken up his tired son in his arms,and were carrying him back into the land of home,to the bare bleak shore of Kj ge,to the garden of his childhood

      Yes,he dreamed it was the willow tree of Kj ge that had travelled out into the world to seek him,and that now had found him,and had let him back into the little garden by the streamlet,and there stood Joannna,in all her splendour,with the golden crown on her head,as he had seen her last,and she called out Welcome!”to him

      And before him stood two remarkable shapes,which looked much more human than they did in his childhoodthey had changed also,but they were still the two cakes that turned the right side toward him,and looked very well

      We thank you,”they said to Knud.“You have loosened our tongues,and have taught us that thoughts should be spoken out freely,or nothing will come of them;and now something has indeed come of it-we are betrothed.”

      Then they went band in hand through the streets of Kj ge,and they looked very spectable in every waythere was no fault to find with themAnd they went on,straight towards the church,and Knud and Joanna followed them;they also were walking hand in hand;and the church stood there as it had always stood,with its red walls,on which the green ivy grew;and the great door of the church flew open,and the organ sounded,and they walked up the long aisle of the church

      Our master first,”said the cake couple,and made room for Joanna and Knud,who knelt by the altar,and she bent her head over him,and tears fell from her eyes,but they were icy cold,for it was the ice around her heart that was melting-melting by his strong love;and the tears fell upon his burning cheeks,and he awoke,and was sitting under the old willow tree in the strange land,in the cold wintry eveningan icy hail was falling from the clouds and beating on his face

      That was the most delicious hour of my life!”he said,“and it was but a dreamOh,let me dream it over again!”

      And he closed his eyes once more,and slept and dreamed

      Towards morning there was a great fall of snowThe wind drifted the snow over his feet,but he slept onThe villagers came forth to go to church,and by the roadside sat a journeymanHe was dead-frozen to death under the willow tree!

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