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And the dalesmen still drudge on
As they did in good days gone.
Brand.
"Good!"
The Phantom.
For days of peace they were.
Brand.
"Peace?"
The Phantom.
O haste thee, Brand, O fly!
Brand.
Woe, I dream!
The Phantom.
Thy dream's gone by,
But thou needest sheltering care
Brand.
I am strong.
The Phantom.
Ah me, not yet;
Still the fell dream lies in wait.
Once again from wife and child
It shall sweep thee, cloud-beguiled,
Once again thy soul obscure,—
If thou wilt not seek the cure.
Brand.
Oh, vouchsafe it!
The Phantom.
Thou availest,
Thou alone, that cure to reach.
