Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). An American Anthology, 1787–1900. 1900.
By EdwardHowland885 The Condemned
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Reserve that for your flock.
A few short hours will end my mortal strife,
Upon the gallows block.
A fellow mortal die,
Preach if you choose, and take your text from me,—
To them I cannot lie.
Pretend to cheat my God:
By him the workings of his mighty plan
Are clearly understood.
How could I hope to be
Aught but the outcast I have ever been,
Fruit for the gallows tree?
To-day exposed to all
The poverty and vice that drew me down,—
Save them before they fall.
As all men must,
Believing as I always have believed
That God is just.