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Noas indeed in pitiful plight There was literally nothing in the

tower but ht up to the roof; in

which, as I had seen fro

This I no to be the onlythe tower possessed I sat down on

the floor, in listless wretchedness I think I must have fallen asleep,

and have slept for hours; for I suddenly beca that the h the hole in the roof As she

rose higher and higher, her light crept down the wall over ht upon my head Instantaneously the walls of the tower

seemed to vanish away like a e

of a forest, and the open country lay, in the liht with myself, "Oh, joy! it was only a dreaone, and I wake beneath a beech-tree, perhaps one that loves

ht, and walked about,

and did what I would, but ever kept near the tree; for always, and, of

course, sincewith the woman of the beech-tree far ht wore on I waited for the sun to

rise, before I could venture to renew ht of the dawn appeared, instead of shining upon host through the

little square hole above lorious night ed up of the hateful day The