They only heard him breathing heavily,
And caught at intervals a long-drawn sigh;
Till, more times called, he faintly did desire
Who called to know, and what they might require.
VIII.
—“Oh! fares it, dearest lord, so ill with thee,
That now thou dost no more our voices know,
Who once could’st tell us each from each, if we
Did but so much as near thy dungeon go,