Even when the light of reason has been quenched,
That you would frame a law to reach the tempter,
Nor let those go unscathed who cause the crime.
And then he prays, most fervently, that all
Who may, like him, be tempted by the bowl,
Would lake a warning from his fearful fate,
And "touch not, taste not" make their solemn pledge,
And so he parts with all in charity.
[A pause—the sobs of the prisoner's wife and
sister are heard.