the bitter frost and the fright? I have done it, while you were asleep -- you were only made for the day. I have gather'd my baby together -- and now you may go your way. VI. Nay -- for it's kind of you, Madam, to sit by an old dying wife. But say nothing hard of my boy, I have only an hour of life. I kiss'd my boy in the prison, before he went out to die. 'They dared me to do it,' he said, and he never has told me a lie. I whipt him for robbing an orchard once when he was but a child -- 'The farmer dared me to do it,' he said; he was always so wild -- And idle -- and couldn't be idle -- my Willy -- he never could rest. The King should have made him a soldier, he would have been one of his best. VII. But he lived with a lot of wild mates, and they never would let him be good; They swore that he dare not rob the mail, and he swore that he would; And he took no life, but he took one purse, and when all was done He flung it among his fellows -- I'll none of it, said my son. VIII. I came into court to the Judge and the lawyers. I told them my tale, God's own truth -- but they kill'd him, they kill'd him for robbing the mail. They