Sorry I am for you."
Off from the sudden heart of Hale
All his disguises fell:
"Cousin! good God!—go back with me.
And all shall yet be well."
"It cannot be. You came to dare,
And you must take the rod."
Said Hale, "This hand, at Judgment day,
Will fan the wrath of God."
"Speak not of God," the traitor said;