Alas! a dark untimely grave, my bridal bed will be.
Her lovely face, her beauteous eyes, for mercy plead in vain,
Of no avail were tears or cries unmov’d he did remain,
He rais’d his arm,—a deadly plunge, and down she weltering lay,
And while her heart’s-blood stain’d the ground, with dying breath did say.
“Monster, the fearful crime you’ve done heaven’s Lord will bring to light,
“No human eye is looking on—none sees the cruel sight.
“Yet righteous King of heaven and earth my blood doth cry to thee,
“To visit my untimely death that all mankind may see.”
Now when this deed of blood was done he dug a hole so deep,