MASON   My dear, I have brought you a lily today   For the roses were frail   And the petals fell away   The morning mist has kissed your grave   Rest now in sleep   Our secrets will keep   Till we speak again tomorrow       JANE   Mr. Mason?       MASON   Miss Eyre! Jane   What happened here?       MASON   She set the flame   Although no one knows why   Poor sister   For she thought she could fly!   Sweet sister   Edward saved everyone else who was there   But got out too late for himself I declare   What happened to him   Well, it just isn't fair   Poor Edward       JANE   God have mercy...       MASON   He's still alive   But the dear man is blind       JANE   Dear master       MASON   And crippled in body   If not in his mind   Poor sister