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Cry out upon the crime, and then let slip / The dogs of hate, whose hanging muzzles track / The bloody secret; let the welkin crack / Reverberating, while ye dance and skip / About the horrid blaze! or else ye strip, / More secretly, for the avenging rack, / Him who hath done the deed, till, oozing black / Ye watch the anguish from his nostrils drip, / And all the knotted limbs lie quivering!
Or, if your hearts disdain such banqueting, / With wide and tearless eyes go staring through / The murder cells! but think -- that, if your knees / Bow not to holiness, then even in you / Lie deeper gulfs and blacker crimes than these.