Ah!
—O
God!—
O hands! O, O arms! I am fastened here by the hands!
And racked, I fell into a dream, unhappy girl that I am!
I see again! The troubled day brings the arduous end of life.
How long must I remain here? The day draws to its end.
—Who is there? What man is that?
Ah! It is he! Yes,
He of whom they spoke when the violence