Mark's gold had bought)—"I saw him die.
Alas! for one so brave and young!
But better so than still to be
A madman and a mockery!"—
Then smiled around the questioning Court
As one who brought no ill report....
And she believed. And front to front
With all her misery that eve,—
Which, sombre-visaged, o'er the mount,
Above Day's burning bier did grieve