That vengeance surely may her claim forget.”—
“Man, can you pity?”—
“As a man I feel
Miseries like theirs.”—
“But never would you heal?”—
“Hear me, Sir Owen:—I had sought them long,
Urged by the pain of ever present wrong,
Yet had not seen; and twice the year came round—
Years hateful now—ere I my victims found.
But I did find them, in the dungeon’s gloom 700