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This landlord on his homeward road'Twere easy now to meet.The road is lonesome—Jonathan,And vengeance, man! is sweet.
He listen'd to the tempter's voiceThe thought it made him start.His head was hot, and wretchednessHad hardened now his heart.
Along the lonely road they wentAnd waited for their prey,They sat them down beside the streamThat crossed the lonely way.
They sat them down beside the streamAnd never a word they said,They sat and listen'd silentlyTo hear the traveller's tread.