A hollow groan that weakened all my frame;
'Father!' said I, 'have mercy!'—He replied,
I know not what—the angry spirit lied,—
'Didst thou not draw thy knife?' said he;—'Twas true,
But I had pity and my arm withdrew;
He cried for mercy which I kindly gave,
But he has no compassion in his grave.
"There were three places, where they ever rose;—
The whole long river has not such as those—
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