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His wife as well!

O heartless brute!

Bad spouse, bad father, and bad son,— Worse Christian surely there is none!

Our ancient Church he overthrew!

And shot the bolt upon the new!

He wreck'd us in a roaring stream!

He pilfer'd my Asylum-scheme!

On every branded brow I see This generation's destiny.

[Roaring.]  Hoo, never heed him! Stone and knife! Send the fiend flying for his life! ['' is driven with stones out into the wild. His pursuers then return.''

O my beloved! O my sheep! Back to your homes and hearths once more;