Repent, and Heaven will pardon. Here on earth,
Man has no power t' absolve such guilty deed.
Prisoner, one month ago, and you were safe—
A man among your neighbors well beloved,
And in your home the one preferred to all.
No monarch could have driven you from the throne
You held in th' loving hearts of wife and child.
Your coming was their festival; your step,
As eve drew on, was music to their ears.
The little girl, the adopted of your vow,