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[Altgeld upon his incandescent bed]
Altgeld upon his incandescent bed
Lay, an attendant demon at his head.
Lay, an attendant demon at his head.
“O cruel cook, pray grant me some relief—
Some respite from the roast, however brief.
Some respite from the roast, however brief.
“Remember how on earth I pardoned all
Your friends in Illinois when held in thrall.”
Your friends in Illinois when held in thrall.”
“Unhappy soul! for that alone you squirm
O'er fire unquenched, a never-dying worm.
O'er fire unquenched, a never-dying worm.
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“Yet, for I pity your uneasy state,
Your doom I'll mollify and pains abate.
Your doom I'll mollify and pains abate.
“Naught, for a season, shall your comfort mar,
Not even the memory of who you are.”
Not even the memory of who you are.”
Throughout eternal space dread silence fell;
Heaven trembled as Compassion entered Hell.
Heaven trembled as Compassion entered Hell.
“As long, sweet demon, let my respite be
As, governing down here, I'd respite thee.”
As, governing down here, I'd respite thee.”
“As long, poor soul, as any of the pack
You thrust from jail consumed in getting back.”
You thrust from jail consumed in getting back.”
A genial chill affected Altgeld's hide
While they were turning him on t'other side.
While they were turning him on t'other side.
Joel Spate Woop.
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