And a stunning thunder roll,

And no man dared to look aloft,

For fear was on every soul.

There was another heavy sound,

A hush and then a groan;

And darkness swept across the sky—

The work of death was done!

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NOTES TO "THE EXECUTION OF MONTROSE"

"A traitor sold him to his foes,"—[III.]