But as thou hast—hence, hence—and do thy best!
That back of thine may bear its burthen; 'tis
More high, if not so broad as that of others.
Arn. It bears its burthen;—but, my heart! Will it
Sustain that which you lay upon it, Mother?
I love, or, at the least, I loved you: nothing10
Save You, in nature, can love aught like me.
You nursed me—do not kill me!
Bert.Yes—I nursed thee,
Because thou wert my first-born, and I knew not