But of all burdens on his mind distracted,
Greatest must be that dread responsibility
Where sense of justice wars with sensibility.
Punch hardly thinks the two have interacted
This time with quite ideal force and fitness,
And that the Public doubts, let the Press witness!
A loathsome story, sordid, brutal, sickening!
Dull callousness to smug contrition quickening
Under the spur of an ignoble terror,
A hope scarce less ignoble—in expression,