Her children cannot mistake their mother—

“Mamma! Mamma! ah, don’t go away!”

They cry, and their voices drown one another.

That mother groaned in her wretchedness!

“Live long!” she said, “my Lord and Master!

Mayest thou ever defy Disaster!

May thy shadow never be less!

Bid, I implore thee, the cavalcade wait

A moment in front of the Aga’s gate,

While I go into the house, and leave