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A Man.
Wait; my old father is dead beaten.
Another.
Since yesterday I've nothing eaten
Several.
Ay, still our hunger, slake our thirst!
Brand.
On, on, across the mountain first!
Schoolmaster.
Which way?
Brand.
All ways alike are right
That reach the goal. This way pursue
A Man.
Nay, it is steep, and 'twill be night
Ere we are well upon the height.
The Sexton.
And that way lies the Ice-church too.
Brand.
The steep way is the short way still.
A Woman.
My foot is sore!
Another.
My child is ill!
A Third.
Where shall I get a drop to drink?
