“ Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly, on a pale and anxious crowd, through the court, and round the judges, thronging thickly, with prayers none dare to speak aloud. Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar- You can see them through the gloom- In pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are awaiting their death doom. ”
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“ Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly, on a pale and anxious crowd, through the court, and round the judges, thronging thickly, with prayers none dare to speak aloud. Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar- You can see them through the gloom- In pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are awaiting their death doom. ”
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“ Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly, on a pale and anxious crowd, through the court, and round the judges, thronging thickly, with prayers none dare to speak aloud. Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar- You can see them through the gloom- In pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are awaiting their death doom. ”
- Jane Wilde- Copy
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“ Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly, on a pale and anxious crowd, through the court, and round the judges, thronging thickly, with prayers none dare to speak aloud. Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar- You can see them through the gloom- In pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are awaiting their death doom. ”
- Jane Wilde- Copy
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“ Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly, on a pale and anxious crowd, through the court, and round the judges, thronging thickly, with prayers none dare to speak aloud. Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar- You can see them through the gloom- In pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are awaiting their death doom. ”
- Jane Wilde- Copy
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“ Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly, on a pale and anxious crowd, through the court, and round the judges, thronging thickly, with prayers none dare to speak aloud. Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar- You can see them through the gloom- In pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are awaiting their death doom. ”
- Jane Wilde- Copy
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“ Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly, on a pale and anxious crowd, through the court, and round the judges, thronging thickly, with prayers none dare to speak aloud. Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar- You can see them through the gloom- In pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are awaiting their death doom. ”
- Jane Wilde- Copy
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“ Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly, on a pale and anxious crowd, through the court, and round the judges, thronging thickly, with prayers none dare to speak aloud. Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar- You can see them through the gloom- In pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are awaiting their death doom. ”
- Jane Wilde- Copy
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“ Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly, on a pale and anxious crowd, through the court, and round the judges, thronging thickly, with prayers none dare to speak aloud. Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar- You can see them through the gloom- In pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are awaiting their death doom. ”
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“ Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly, on a pale and anxious crowd, through the court, and round the judges, thronging thickly, with prayers none dare to speak aloud. Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar- You can see them through the gloom- In pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are awaiting their death doom. ”
- Jane Wilde- Copy
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“ Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly, on a pale and anxious crowd, through the court, and round the judges, thronging thickly, with prayers none dare to speak aloud. Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar- You can see them through the gloom- In pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are awaiting their death doom. ”
- Jane Wilde- Copy
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