There was no smile in Rachel, nothing gay;
The hours pass’d off, but never danced away. 420
When drew the gloomy day for trial near
There came a note to Robert—“Banish fear!”
He knew whence safety came—his terror fled,
But rage and vengeance fill’d his soul instead.
A stronger fear in his companions rose—
The day of trial on their hopes might close:
They had no brothers, none to intercede
For them, their friends suspected, and in need;