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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508067" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jaspar</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jaspar was poor, and want and vice<br>Had made his heart like stone,<br>And Jaspar look'd with envious eyes<br>On riches not his own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On plunder bent abroad he went<br>Towards the close of day,<br>And loitered on the lonely road<br>Impatient for his prey.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No traveller came, he loiter'd long<br>And often look'd around,<br>And paus'd and listen'd eagerly<br>To catch some coming sound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He sat him down beside the stream<br>That crossed the lonely way,<br>So fair a scene might well have charm'd<br>All evil thoughts away;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He sat beneath a willow tree<br>That cast a trembling shade,<br>The gentle river full in front<br>A little island made,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where pleasantly the moon-beam shone<br>Upon the poplar trees,<br>Whose shadow on the stream below<br>Play'd slowly to the breeze.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He listen'd--and he heard the wind<br>That waved the willow tree;<br>He heard the waters flow along<br>And murmur quietly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He listen'd for the traveller's tread,<br>The nightingale sung sweet,--<br>He started up, for now he heard<br>The sound of coming feet;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He started up and graspt a stake<br>And waited for his prey;<br>There came a lonely traveller<br>And Jaspar crost his way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But Jaspar's threats and curses fail'd<br>The traveller to appal,<br>He would not lightly yield the purse<br>That held his little all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Awhile he struggled, but he strove<br>With Jaspar's strength in vain;<br>Beneath his blows he fell and groan'd,<br>And never spoke again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He lifted up the murdered man<br>And plunged him in the flood,<br>And in the running waters then<br>He cleansed his hands from blood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The waters closed around the corpse<br>And cleansed his hands from gore,<br>The willow waved, the stream flowed on<br>And murmured as before.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was no human eye had seen<br>The blood the murderer spilt,<br>And Jaspar's conscience never knew<br>The avenging goad of guilt.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And soon the ruffian had consum'd<br>The gold he gain'd so ill,<br>And years of secret guilt pass'd on<br>And he was needy still.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One eve beside the alehouse fire<br>He sat as it befell,<br>When in there came a labouring man<br>Whom Jaspar knew full well.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He sat him down by Jaspar's side<br>A melancholy man,<br>For spite of honest toil, the world<br>Went hard with Jonathan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His toil a little earn'd, and he<br>With little was content,<br>But sickness on his wife had fallen<br>And all he had was spent.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then with his wife and little ones<br>He shared the scanty meal,<br>And saw their looks of wretchedness,<br>And felt what wretches feel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That very morn the Landlord's power<br>Had seized the little left,<br>And now the sufferer found himself<br>Of every thing bereft.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He lent his head upon his hand,<br>His elbow on his knee,<br>And so by Jaspar's side he sat<br>And not a word said he.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nay--why so downcast? Jaspar cried,<br>Come--cheer up Jonathan!<br>Drink neighbour drink! 'twill warm thy heart,<br>Come! come! take courage man!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He took the cup that Jaspar gave<br>And down he drain'd it quick<br>I have a wife, said Jonathan,<br>And she is deadly sick.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She has no bed to lie upon,<br>I saw them take her bed.<br>And I have children--would to God<br>That they and I were dead!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our Landlord he goes home to night<br>And he will sleep in peace.<br>I would that I were in my grave<br>For there all troubles cease.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In vain I pray'd him to forbear<br>Tho' wealth enough has he--<br>God be to him as merciless<br>As he has been to me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Jaspar saw the poor man's soul<br>On all his ills intent,<br>He plied him with the heartening cup<br>And with him forth he went.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This landlord on his homeward road<br>'Twere easy now to meet.<br>The road is lonesome--Jonathan,<br>And vengeance, man! is sweet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He listen'd to the tempter's voice<br>The thought it made him start.<br>His head was hot, and wretchedness<br>Had hardened now his heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Along the lonely road they went<br>And waited for their prey,<br>They sat them down beside the stream<br>That crossed the lonely way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They sat them down beside the stream<br>And never a word they said,<br>They sat and listen'd silently<br>To hear the traveller's tread.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The night was calm, the night was dark,<br>No star was in the sky,<br>The wind it waved the willow boughs,<br>The stream flowed quietly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The night was calm, the air was still,<br>Sweet sung the nightingale,<br>The soul of Jonathan was sooth'd,<br>His heart began to fail.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis weary waiting here, he cried,<br>And now the hour is late,--<br>Methinks he will not come to night,<br>'Tis useless more to wait.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Have patience man! the ruffian said,<br>A little we may wait,<br>But longer shall his wife expect<br>Her husband at the gate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Jonathan grew sick at heart,<br>My conscience yet is clear,<br>Jaspar--it is not yet too late--<br>I will not linger here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How now! cried Jaspar, why I thought<br>Thy conscience was asleep.<br>No more such qualms, the night is dark,<br>The river here is deep,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What matters that, said Jonathan,<br>Whose blood began to freeze,<br>When there is one above whose eye<br>The deeds of darkness sees?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are safe enough, said Jaspar then<br>If that be all thy fear;<br>Nor eye below, nor eye above<br>Can pierce the darkness here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That instant as the murderer spake<br>There came a sudden light;<br>Strong as the mid-day sun it shone,<br>Though all around was night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It hung upon the willow tree,<br>It hung upon the flood,<br>It gave to view the poplar isle<br>And all the scene of blood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The traveller who journies there<br>He surely has espied<br>A madman who has made his home<br>Upon the river's side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His cheek is pale, his eye is wild,<br>His look bespeaks despair;<br>For Jaspar since that hour has made<br>His home unshelter'd there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And fearful are his dreams at night<br>And dread to him the day;<br>He thinks upon his untold crime<br>And never dares to pray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The summer suns, the winter storms,<br>O'er him unheeded roll,<br>For heavy is the weight of blood<br>Upon the maniac's soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Southey">Robert Southey</a><div class=q>
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Had made his heart like stone,
And Jaspar look'd with envious eyes
On riches not his own.

On plunder bent abroad he went
Towards the close of day,
And loitered on the lonely road
Impatient for his prey.

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