“Tom opened his eyes, and looked upon his master. "Ye poor miserable critter!" he said, "there ain't no more ye can do! I forgive ye, with all my soul!" and he fainted entirely away.” — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
“Injured Soul Fainted Eyes Returning from where? Weary feet Weak arms Treading toward where? Struggled in vain battles Fighting delusive enemies Erred by a deception The ancient deception” — Rixa White Copy Share Image
