LXIX.

"He is what you behold him, and his doom Depends upon his deeds," the Angel said; "If you have aught to arraign in him, the tomb Gives license to the humblest beggar's head To lift itself against the loftiest."--"Some," Said Wilkes, "don't wait to see them laid in lead, For such a liberty--and I, for one, Have told them what I thought beneath the sun."