LXXII.

But all is silence; and a gush of tears Alone replies! He hath not been of those Who, fear’d by many, pine in secret fears Of all; th’ environ’d but by slaves and foes, To whom day brings not safety, night repose, For they have _heard the voice cry_, “_Sleep no more!_” Of them he hath not been, nor such as close Their hearts to misery, till the time is o’er, When it speaks low and kneels th’ oppressor’s throne before!