Wronged lovers loving through a death-pang keen,

Though heavy with armed justice, did not九_九_藏_书_网 lean

Or pale-cheeked martyrs smiling to a sword,

No gesture of reproach; the Heavens serene

And went 九九藏书out speechless from the face of all

And filled the silenc, weeping bitterly.

And Peter, from the height of bla九*九*藏*书*网sphemy--

Their thunders that way: the forsaken Lord

Have missed Jehovah at the judgment-call.

As knowing straight 九*九*藏*书*网THAT GOD; and turned free

What that look was, none guess; for those who have seen

I never knew this man --did quail and fa９9lｉｂ•nｅtll

The Saviour looked on Peter. Ay, no word,

Looked only, on the traitor. None record