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Or if she fell by bowl or steel,

For that dark love she dared to leel;

Or if, upon the moment smote, ^ 20

She died by tortures less remote;

Like him she saw upon the block,

Willi heart that shared the headman’s shock,

In quickened brokenness that came,

In pity, o’er her shattered frame, 525

None knew — and none can ever know:

But whatsoe’er its end below,

Her life began and closed in woe!

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And Azo found another bride,

And goodly sons grew by his side; 53(>

But. none so lovely and so braveAs him who withered in the grave;

Their growth but glanced unheeded by,

Or noliced with a smothered sigh. 535

But never tear his cheek descended,

And never smile his brow unbended;

And o’er that fair broad brow were wroughtThe intersected lines of thought;

Those furrows which the burning share 5'io01 Sorrow ploughs untimely there;

Scars of the lacerating mind