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1040 A piercing look the Widow [113] cast Upon the Beast that near her stands; She sees 'tis he, that 'tis the same; She calls the poor Ass by his name, And wrings, and wrings her hands. 1045 "O wretched loss  untimely stroke! If he had died upon his bed! He knew not one forewarning pain; He never will come home again   Is dead, for ever dead!" A PIERCING LOOK THE WIDOW CAST UPON THE BEAST THAT NEAR HER STANDS SHE SEIZED TIS HE THAT TIS THE SAME SHE CALLS THE POOR ASS BY HIS NAME AND RINGS AND WRINGS HER HANDS O WRETCHED LOSS UNTIMELY STROKE IF HE HAD DIED UPON HIS BED HE KNEW NOT ONE FOREWARNING PAIN HE NEVER WILL COME HOME AGAIN IS DEAD FOREVER DEAD
shining bright, Close to [111] the Ass's feet she fell; At the same moment Peter Bell Dismounts in most unhappy plight. 1015 As he beheld the Woman lie [112] Breathless and motionless, the mind Of Peter sadly was confused; But, though to such demands unused, And helpless almost as the blind, 1020 He raised her up; and, while he held Her body propped against his knee, The Woman waked--and when she spied The poor Ass standing by her side, She moaned most bitterly. 1025 "Oh! God be praised--my heart's at ease-- For he is dead--I know it well!" --At this she wept a bitter flood; And, in the best way that he could, His tale did Peter tell. 1030 He trembles--he is pale as death; His voice is weak with perturbation; He turns aside his head, he pauses; Poor Peter from a thousand causes, Is crippled sore in his narration. 1035 At length she learned how he espied The Ass in that small meadow-ground; And that her Husband now lay dead, Beside that luckless river's bed In which he had been drowned. D SAW IT WAS ANOTHER AND INSTANTLY UPON THE EARTH BENEATH THE FULL MOON SHINING BRIGHT CLOSE TO THE ASS'S FEET SHE FELL AT THE SAME MOMENT PETER BELL DISMOUNTS IN MOST UNHAPPY PLIGHT AS HE BEHELD THE WOMAN LIE BREATHLESS AND MOTIONLESS THE MIND OF PETER SADLY WAS CONFUSED BUT THOUGH TO SUCH DEMANDS UNUSED AND HELPLESS ALMOST AS THE BLIND HE RAISED HER UP AND WHILE HE HELD HER BODY PROPPED AGAINST HIS KNEE THE WOMAN WAKED AND WHEN SHE SPIED THE POOR ASS STANDING BY HER SIDE SHE MOANED MOST BITTERLY OH GOD BE PRAISED MY HEART'S AT EASE FOR HE IS DEAD I KNOW IT WELL AT THIS SHE WEPT A BITTER FLOOD AND IN THE BEST WAY THAT HE COULD HIS TALE DID PETER TELL HE TREMBLES HE IS PALE AS DEATH HIS VOICE IS WEAK WITH PERTURBATION HE TURNS ASIDE HIS HEAD HE PAUSES POOR PETER FROM A THOUSAND CAUSES IS CRIPPLED SORE IN HIS NARRATION AT LENGTH SHE LEARNED HOW HE HAS SPIED THE ASS IN THAT SMALL MEADOW GROUND AND THAT HER HUSBAND NOW LAY DEAD BESIDE THAT LUCKLESS RIVER'S BED IN WHICH HE HAD BEEN DROWNED
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