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“What have I done? what have I done?
Did I work ever harm to thee,
That thou this day my bane shouldst be?
Why is there such hate in thine eyes
Against me?”
From his breast did rise
A dumb sound, but no word came forth;
She shrank aback yet more:
“What worth,
What worth in all that thou hast done?
For say my body thou hast won,
Art thou God, then, to keep alive,
Unless my will therewith I give?”
E'en as she spake, a look of pain
Twitched at his face; she spoke again: