“Alas! for my poor heart,” said the first. “To me love brings but sadness.”
BLACKBERRY
“And when the dewdrops fall,” said the second, “I think they are the tears of all who are like me, forsaken.”
SPINDLE BERRY
The Windflower stepped forward boldly, and a breath of breeze ran through her hair and raised her banner.
“I know that tears dry and give place to smiles,” she said.
“Oh, do not weep then, sweet little sisters,” said the Cornflower, gently. “See, Cowslip and I will take you by the hand and lead you to a bright, clear patch by the tree of the Lady Elder, where we will play together till morning.”
As they disappeared they heard the voice of Rusialka: