"But would appoint his Meetings, and he made "Me watch at these, and so neglect my Trade. ""Twas one hot Noon, all silent, still, serene, "But Dream it was not; No!-I fix'd my Eyes 1 ",,, "I would have struck them, but they knew th' in tent, “And smil❜d upon the Oar, and down they went. "Now, from that day, whenever I began "To dip my Net; there stood the hard old Man A "He and those Boys: I humbled me and pray'd ·Â ́ ́ "They would be gone ;-they heeded not, but stay'd: "Nor could I turn, nor would the Boat go by,' "But gazing on the Spirits, there was I; "They bade me leap to death, but I was loth to die: “And every day, as sure as day arose, "Would these three Spirits meet me 'eer the close; "To hear and mark them daily was my doom, 11 "And Come," they said, with weak, sad voices, come." "To row away with all my strength I try'd, "But there were they, hard by me in the Tide, "The three unbodied Forms-and 'Come,' still 'come,' "they cried. "Fathers should pity-but this old Man shook "His hoary Locks and froze me by a Look: "Thrice, when I struck them, through the water came "An hollow Groan, that weaken'd all my Frame: "Father!' said I, have Mercy:'-He replied, "I know not what-the angry Spirit lied,"Didst thou not draw thy Knife?' said he:-'Twas ❝ true, "But I had Pity and my Arm withdrew: "He cried for Mercy, which I kindly gave, "But he has no Compassion in his Grave. "There were three places, where they ever rose,"The whole long River has not such as those,Places accurs'd, where, if a Man remain, "He'll see the things which strike him to the Brain; "And there they made me on my Paddle lean, "And look at them for hours;-accursed Scene! "When they would glide to that smooth Eddy-space, "Then bid me leap and join them in the place; "And at my Groans each little villain Sprite "Enjoy'd my Pains and vanish'd in delight. "In one fierce Summer-day, when my poor Brain "Was burning-hot and cruel was my Pain, "Then came this Father-foc, and there he stood "With his two Boys again upon the Flood; "There was more Mischief in their Eyes, more Glec "In their pale Faces when they glar'd at me: "Still did they force me on the Oar to rest, "And when they saw me fainting and opprest, "He, with his Hand, the old Man, scoop'd the Flood, "And there came Flame about him mix'd with Blood; "He bade me stoop and look upon the place, "Then flung the hot-red Liquor in my Face; "Burning it blaz'd, and then I roar'd for Pain, "I thought the Dæmons would have turn'd my Brain. "Still there they stood, and forc'd me to behold "A place of Horrors-they cannot be told— "Where the Flood open'd, there I heard the Shriek "Of tortur'd Guilt-no earthly Tongue can speak: "All Days alike! for ever!' did they say, "And unremitted Torments every Day' "Yes, so they said :”—But here he ceas'd and gaz'd 66 LETTER XXIII. PRISON S. Pœna autem vehemens ac multò sævior illis, Juvenal. Sat. 13, 197. Think my former state an happy dream, Richard II. PRISONS. The Mind of Man accommodates itself to all Situations: Prisons otherwise would be intolerable.-Debtors: their different kinds: Three particularly described; others more briefly.An arrested Prisoner: His Account of his Feelings and his Situation.-The Alleviations of a Prison.-Prisoners for Crimes. -Two condemned: a vindictive Female; an Highwayman.The Interval between Condemnation and Execution.-His Feelings as the Time approaches.-His Dream. |