Yes! e’en in sleep the impressions all remain,
He hears the sentence and he feels the chain;
He sees the judge and jury, when he shakes,
And loudly cries, “Not guilty,” and awakes:
Then chilling tremblings o’er his body creep,
Till worn-out nature is compell’d to sleep.
Now comes the dream again: it shows each scene,
With each small circumstance that comes between -
The call to suffering and the very deed -
There crowds go with him, follow, and precede;