<h2><SPAN name="page81"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>THE PUNISHED</h2>
<p class="poetry">Not they who know the awful gibbet’s
anguish,<br/>
Not they who, while sad years go by them, in<br/>
The sunless cells of lonely prisons languish,<br/>
Do suffer fullest penalty for sin.</p>
<p class="poetry">’Tis they who walk the highways
unsuspected,<br/>
Yet with grim fear for ever at their side,<br/>
Who hug the corpse of some sin undetected,<br/>
A corpse no grave or coffin-lid can hide—</p>
<p class="poetry">’Tis they who are in their own chambers
haunted<br/>
By thoughts that like unbidden guests intrude,<br/>
And sit down, uninvited and unwanted,<br/>
And make a nightmare of the solitude.</p>
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