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Of the Flower-Garden At the Old Woman’s Who Unders

           "Hearestthounotthedrum?Bum!Bum! Thosearetheonlytwotones.Alwaysbum!Bum!Harktotheplaintivesongoftheoldwoman,tothecallofthepriests! TheHindoowomaninherlongrobestandsuponthefuneralpile;theflamesrisearoundherandherdeadhusband,buttheHindoowomanthinksonthelivingoneinthesurroundingcircle;onhimwhoseeyesburnhotterthantheflames onhim,thefireofwhoseeyespiercesherheartmorethantheflameswhichsoonwillburnherbodytoashes.Cantheheart’sflamedieintheflameofthefuneralpile?" 

           "Idon’tunderstandthatatall,"saidlittleGerda. 

           "Thatismystory,"saidtheLily. 

           WhatdidtheConvolvulussay? 

           "Projectingoveranarrowmountain-paththerehangsanoldfeudalcastle. Thickevergreensgrowonthedilapidatedwalls,andaroundthealtar,wherealovelymaidenisstanding:shebendsovertherailingandlooksoutupontherose. Nofresherrosehangsonthebranchesthanshe;noappleblossomcarriedawaybythewindismorebuoyant!Howhersilkenrobeisrustling! 

           "’Ishenotyetcome?’" 

           "IsitKaythatyoumean?"askedlittleGerda. 

           "Iamspeakingaboutmystoryaboutmydream,"answeredtheConvolvulus. 

           WhatdidtheSnowdropssay? 

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