"Wretches! ye loved her for her wealth and hated her for her pride,
And when she fell in feeble health, ye blessed her--that she died!"
"Today is far from Childhood -
But up and down the hills
I held her hand the tighter -
Which shortened all the miles -"
the monsters turned out to be just trees.
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