That moonlit face! It haunts me still!
The eyes that spoke the maddened brain!
That moonlit face! it sent a thrill
Of terror through my every vein!
“Aha! You thought me dead, you cur!”—
His breath blew hot against my cheek;
“Aha! You coward, you lied to her!”—
I felt my limbs grow strangely weak.
“Lorenzo! Look! The boat! The boat!”—
But how can mad men understand?