“Prayforme；praythatGodmayletmedrinkofLethe，thatImayforgetallthathaseverbeen!PraythatImaybesatisfiedwithwhatremains，andthatmyheartmayhowinhumilityandpatience!“
Thusthoughtthequeenasshebegantosing，notoneofhergreatariaswhichshehadstudiedwithGarat，andwhichthecourtusedtoapplaud，butoneofthoselovelylittlesongs，fulloffeelingandmelody，whichdidnotcarryoneawayinadmiration，butwhichfilledtheheartwithjoyanddeepemotion。
Withsuspendedbreath，andgreateyesdirectedfixedlytoMarieAntoinette，thedauphinlistened，butgraduallyhiseyesfell，andmotionlessandwithgravefacethechildsatinhisarm-chair。
MarieAntoinettesawit，andbegantosingoneofthosecradle-songsofthe“Children’sFriend，“whichBerquinhadwritten，andGretryhadsettomusicsocharmingly。
Howstillwasitinthemusic-room，howfullandtouchingwasthevoiceofthequeenasshebeganthelastverse：