“Dobry den! Good day, poor widow,
Is all well? How dost thou fare?
“I but ask a drink of water—
Widow, with thy husband fled,
Wilt thou give it for the asking?”...
“How knew’st thou that he was dead?”
“By thy garden I could tell it—
Sad and lonesome is the sight.
And thy heart is ever grieving:
Tell me then—am I not right?