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CANTO V.
THE RANSOM.

While thus his wretched child doth bear
The day's long toil, the night's unrest,
By strangers pitied and oppressed,
How doth it with the father fare ?
We saw but lately, when his soul
Was dark with woe, God's angel roll
The stone of his dead hopes away,
And bid him rise to toil and pray !
And we, perchance, may find him still
Waiting upon his wonted hill.

Yes, there he stands, but not alone ;
A silent group is gathered near,