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 She knew not, being for shame's sake blind, If his eyes were hot on her face hard by. And the judge bade strip and ship them, and bind Bosom to bosom, to drown and die.

The white girl winced and whitened; but he Caught fire, waxed bright as a great bright flame Seen with thunder far out on the sea, Laughed hard as the glad blood went and came.

Twice his lips quailed with delight, then said, "I have but a word to you all, one word; Bear with me; surely I am but dead;" And all they laughed and mocked him and heard.

"Judge, when they open the judgment-roll, I will stand upright before God and pray: 'Lord God, have mercy on one man's soul, For his mercy was great upon earth, I say.

Lord, if I loved thee—Lord, if I served— If these who darkened thy fair Son's face I fought with, sparing not one, nor swerved A hand's-breadth, Lord, in the perilous place—

I pray thee say to this man, O Lord, Sit thou for him at my feet on a throne. I will face thy wrath, though it bite as a sword, And my soul shall burn for his soul, and atone.