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...be buried on a spot ' whereon the day might shine.' The jailers ' Coldly laugh, and laid him then- : The flat and turfless earth above The being we so much did love ; His empty chain above it leant. . . . He faded. . . . With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as mockery of the tomb, Whose tints...

...shine,—it was a foolish thought,— But then within my brain it wrought, That'even in death his freeborn breast In such a dungeon could not rest. I might have spared my idle prayer,— They coldly laughed,—and laid him there; The flat and turfless earth above The being we so much did love,—...

...whereon the day might shine.' The jailers ' Coldly laugh, and laid him there : The flat and turftess earth above The being we so much did love ; His empty chain above it leant. . . . He faded. . . . With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as mockery of the tomb, Whose tints...