I grasped the pistol[1350] from my breast,
And then I killed[1351] him! All the rest
For days to me was blank;[1352] and when—
O Heaven! why did I not die then?
At last my sense came back. I would
Have taken my own life if I could.
But it perhaps was better[1353] so;
God will not judge me hard, I know.
And when, in answer to His call,
I stand within the heavenly hall,[1354]