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XXII. Upon the gallows hung a wretch
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XXII. Upon the gallows hung a wretch
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UPON the gallows hung a wretch, Too sullied for the hell To which the law entitled him. As nature's curtain fell The one who bore him tottered in, For this was woman's son. ''T was all I had,' she stricken gasped; Oh, what a livid boon!
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