Excerpt from Ballads of Bravery: With Forty Full-Page IllustrationsSexton, Bessie's white lips faltered, pointing to the prison old, With its walls so tall and gloomy, walls so dark and damp and cold, I 've a lover in that prison, doomed this very night to die At the ringing of the curfew and no earthly help is nigh. Cromwell will not come till sunset, and her face grew strangely white, As she spoke in husky whispers, Curfew must not ring to-night.Bessie, calmly spoke the sexton (every word pierced her young heart Like a thousand gleaming arrows, like a deadly poisoned dart.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.