A Place for Zinnias

VI. In Reading gaol by Reading town There is a pit of shame, And in it lies a wretched man Eaten by teeth of flame, In burnin...

V. I know not whether Laws be right, Or whether Laws be wrong; All that we know who lie in goal Is that the wall is strong; And t...

IV. There is no chapel on the day On which they hang a man: The Chaplain's heart is far too sick, Or his face is far to w...

III In Debtors' Yard the stones are hard, And the dripping wall is high, So it was there he took the air Beneath the lead...

II. Six weeks our guardsman walked the yard, In a suit of shabby grey: His cricket cap was on his head, And his step seemed l...

I He did not wear his scarlet coat, For blood and wine are red, And blood and wine were on his hands When they found him with t...