Like one that on a lonesome road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turnd round, walks on
And turns no more his head;
Because he knows of frightful fiend
Doth close bdhind him tread.
Like one that on a lonesome road
Doth walk in fear and dread,
And having once turnd round, walks on
And turns no more his head;
Because he knows of frightful fiend
Doth close bdhind him tread.