The Pit and the Pendulum

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​⁠Impia tortorum longos hic turba furores Sanguinis innocui, non satiata, aluit. Sospite nunc patria, fracto nunc funeris antro, Mors ubi dira fuit vita salusque patent.

[Quatrain composed for the gates of a market to be erected upon the site of the Jacobin Club House at Paris.]

I was sick—sick unto death with that long agony; and when they at length unbound me, and I was permitted to sit, I felt that