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BOHEMIAN LEGENDS.
Then the soul said, speaking sadly,
“You say truly I was with you,
But not mistress of my actions—
They were forced upon me by you”
“Waste no time in speaking to me,”
Said the body, growing weary;
“Let me rest and haste thee thither,
Where the endless years stretch dreary.’
“I will go,” the soul said, calmly,
“Leaving thee to worms and foulness,
Bearing all the pains that must be,
Till I find God’s mercy endless.”
