ILLINOIS
UNIVERSITY OF ILLINOIS AT URBANA-CHAMPAIGN
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Project Unica
Rare Book & Manuscript Library University of Illinois Library at Urbana-Champaign 2015
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EXECUTION OF DANIEL 0000.
BIRT, Printer, 39, Great St. AndrewStreet, Seven Dials.
IS there no mercy 1 time is pressing Oh, save me from my awful doom !
On me, oh Lord, bestow thy blessing , On me, for soon my hour will come.
Why did I, from virtue swerving,
To guilt and crime so swiftly run l
Oh death, bow awful! yet deserving ;
- I suffer for the deed I’ve done
I spent my youth in scenes pernicious,
In idleness I passed my time,
My morals bad, my mind was vicious, Thus I ran on from crime to crime.
Dogs I tortured at my leisure,
Nor heeded I their pain or cries,
Their agonies to me was pleasure,
With hot lead oft put out tneir eyes.
A libertine, from virtue shrinking, Confiding women I made my prey,
With lewd companions deeply drinking, My idle hours I passed away ;
Poor Jane Jones’s blood I spilled,
’Midst groans and shrieks both loud and wild ;
My catalogue of crimes I filled,
And slew with her her breeding child.
The helpless woman cried for mercy.
While I prepared to shed her blood’, But I, remorseless, foully killed her, And she no more for mercy sued.
I As soon as I had the deed committed,
! I cut her up to hide my crime,
| Then in the fire the limbs consuming,
I employed my leisure time. B
The head that oft my bosom pressing, The lips that fondiy spoke my name, The heart that loved me—oh, distressing, I burnt them in devouring flames.
Was no one near that dreadful hour, When she for mercy vainly cried 1 Could no one snatch thee from the pow’r Of him whose conscience blood has dyed I
Good the scaffold has ascended—
The murderer trembles every limb,
By all abhorred, by none befriended, Thousands hiss, despising him.
Die, wretch, despised, each one isscorn-ing
Thee and thy crimes, so marked with blood,
No one here thy end is mourning. Inhuman monster, Daniel Good.