On oath, he fell—it struck him to the brain;—
Why ask my father?—that old man will swear
Against my life; besides, he wasn't there;—
What, all agreed?—Am I to die to-day?—
My Lord, in mercy, give me time to pray."
Then, as they watch'd him, calmer he became,
And grew so weak he couldn't move his frame,
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But murmuring spake—while they could see and hear
The start of terror and the groan of fear;