Scene fromThe Woodlanders

"Now, my own, own love," she whispered, "you are mine,

and only mine; for she has forgot 'ee at last,

although for her you died.

But I -- whenever I get up I'll think of 'ee,

and whenever I lie down I'll think of 'ee.

Whenever I plant the young larches I'll think

that none can plant as you planted;

and whenever I split a gad,

and whenever I turn the cider-wring,

I'll say none could do it like you.

If ever I forget your name, let me forget home and heaven!...

But no, no, my love, I never can forget 'ee;

for you was a good man, and did good things!"