Lamplight Quotes 

'Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly On a pale and anxious crowd, Through the court, and round the judges thronging thickly, With prayers they dare not speak aloud Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar You can see them through the gloom In the pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are Awaiting their death-doom.