My heart could find no other way.
My soldier love had sweethearts two—
So lies he cold upon this day.
“I would not have him—so he died—
I would not have him—he sleeps sound.
Nor shall she ever in this world
Hold him who lies in the damp ground.”
THE DAUGHTER OF THE WITCH
(Variant)
(Song in a play—“Go not to the Wechernyci,[[55]] Hritz”)