Then rose the Judge. “Prisoner, thy case was tried
Fairly and fully in the courts inside.
Thy guilt was proven, and thou hast confessed,
And now the people’s voice must do the rest.
I speak the sentence which the people give:
It is permitted thee to freely live,
Redeem thy sin by service to the state,
But nevermore within this city’s gate!”
Back rolled the long procession, sad and slow,
Back where the city’s thousand banners blow.