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facts in verse.
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Should wing at last the open day,
And doubts should grow to whisperings
That you had reft that life away;—

"O God!" you say, "they left him so—
Widowed of all men's love, to grieve
And die"—? Nay, worse than that—believe
Time's shuttles fly; we scarcely know
The awful pictures he may weav

They crippled first his manly strength
With prison air and prison gloom;
And ere mid-winter's frosty bloom,
From chains and judgment-bar, at length
They gave him to the felon's doom.

What said he—what he thought—God knows!
A fear, a frightful doubt, ere long
A dread belief of some deep wrong
Done, in the minds of men arose,
And waxed from day to day more strong.