We see a paper, the paper of Mortimer and Spofforth.

Away we go, away, away, along the shore away, away, away, a long distance we go.

I see Mr.Smith's footsteps ascending a sandhill, onwards I go regarding his footsteps.

I see Mr.Smith dead.

We commence digging the earth.
Two sleeps had he been dead; greatly did I weep, and much I grieved.