Show ARE THE WICKED FOLKS BURIED tell me gray beaded bexton I 1 said where in this field are the wicked folk laid I 1 have wandered the quiet old graveyard through and studied the epitaphs old and new but on monuments obelisk pillar or stone 1 read of iio evil that men have done the old sexton stood by a grave newly made with bis chin on his hand his hand on his spade I 1 knew by the gleam of his eloquent eye that his heart waa ansti acting his lips to reply who is to judge when the soul takes its flight who is to judge twist twi st the wrong and the right which of us mortals shall dare to say that our neighbor was wicked who died today to day in the journey through life the farther we speed the better we learn eliat human itys need Is charitas char itys spirit that prompts us to fin d bather virtue than vice in the lives of mankind so commendable deeds we record on these stones the evil men do let it die their bones I 1 have labored as sexton this many a year but I 1 never have buried a bad man here |