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 Kings yet unborn shall rue MOKANNA'S name, "And tho' I die my spirit still the same "Shall walk abroad in all the stormy strife, "And guilt and blood that were its bliss in life. "But hark! their battering engine shakes the wall-- "Why, let it shake--thus I can brave them all. "No trace of me shall greet them when they come, "And I can trust thy faith, for--thou'lt be dumb. "Now mark how readily a wretch like me "In one bold plunge commences Deity!"

He sprung and sunk as the last words were said-- Quick closed the burning waters o'er his head, And ZELICA was left--within the ring Of those wide walls the only living thing; The only wretched one still curst with breath In all that frightful wilderness of death! More like some bloodless ghost--such as they tell, In the Lone Cities of the Silent dwell,