Not even shriek!
How pale she turns—white as a Greenland ghost!
Oh, horror! what a hue!
What shall I—can I do!
Her face is frozen-cold—her eyes all whites!
Here, help! watch! murder! lights! oh, lights!——
Zounds! what a fool I am! Why, here have I
Been wasting all this morbid sympathy—
This tenderness and pity—on a post!
Come, that is strange and laughable enough!