A widow, old and poor;
XXIV.
When to his presence entered in
A servant, pale with fear,
And did with trembling words begin:—
“Oh, dread my Lord, give ear!
XXV.
“As me perchance my business drew
Thy storehouse vast beside,
A widow, old and poor;
XXIV.
When to his presence entered in
A servant, pale with fear,
And did with trembling words begin:—
“Oh, dread my Lord, give ear!
XXV.
“As me perchance my business drew
Thy storehouse vast beside,