The thing I saw was nothing of my deed -
It shook me out of sleep to see it--Lord,
Have mercy: look not so upon me.

ALEXANDER

Dog,
Speak, while thy tongue is thine.

GIORGIO

Two men came down
And peered along the water-side: and two
Came after--men whose eyes raked all the night,
Searching the shore--I lay beneath my boat -
Beside it on the darkling side--and saw.
Then came a horseman--Sire, his horse was white -
The moonshine made his mane like dull white fire -
And on his crupper heavily hung a corpse,
Arms held from swaying on this side, legs on that,
I know not which on either--but the men
Held fast that held: and hard on Tiber side
They swung the crupper towards the water--sharp
And swift as man may steer a horse--and caught
And slung their dead into the stream: and he
Drifted, and caught the moon across his face
That shone like life against it: and the chief
Till then sat silent as the moon at watch,
And then bade hurl stones on the drifting dead
And sink him out of sight; and seeing this done,