FOOTNOTES:
[20] Pass through these hills and come cheerily to me: care thou not for too great a company. Come thou, and think secretly of me, that I may be thy comrade all the way.
[21] In central and southern Russia where timber is scarce, fences, and even the walls of barns and store-houses, are made of interlaced boughs.—Translator.
[22] The Nobles' Club.—Translator.
"I am a picture of sorrow,
Leaning against the wall."