THE ECHO
Reading edition
(After Heine)
Through the lonely mountain land There rode a cavalier. "Oh ride I to my darling's arms, Or to the grave so drear?" The Echo answered clear, "The grave so drear." So onward rode the cavalier And clouded was his brow. "If now my hour be truly come, Ah well, it must be now!" The Echo answered low, "It must be now."