About thy age. Thou,
I see, wast born like him, upon the hills;
If thou shouldst ’scape thy present thraldom, he
May chance to cross thee; if he should, I pray thee
Relate to him what has been passing here,
And say I laid my hand upon thy head,
And said to thee,—if he were here, as thou art,
Thus would I bless him. May’st thou live my boy,
To see thy country free, or die for her,
As I do! [Albert weeps.