V.
“In vain with net or line
Thou me implorest:
I’ll be a bird that day,
And wing my trackless way
Into the forest!”
VI.
“If thou become a bird,
And so dost dare me,
I will a fowler be,
And follow cunningly
Until I snare thee!”
VII.
“When thou thy cruel snare
Settest full surely,
I will a flower become,
And in my prairie home
Hide me securely!”
VIII.
“If thou become a flower,
Before thou thinkest
I’ll be a streamlet clear,
And all the water bear
That thou, love, drinkest!”