'Thou canst not wish to live,' the surgeon said. br He clutched him, as a soul thrust forth from bliss br Clings to the ledge of Heaven! 'Would'st thou keep this br Poor branchless trunk?' 'But she would lean my head br Upon her breast; oh, let me live!' 'Be wise.' br 'I could be very happy; both these eyes br Are left me; I should see her; she would kiss br My forehead: only let me live.'-He dies br Even in the passionate prayer. 'Good Doctor, say br If thou canst give more than another day br Of life?' 'I think there may be hope.' 'Pass on. br I will not buy it with some widow's son!' br 'Help,' 'help,' 'help,' 'help!' 'God curse thee!' 'Doctor, stay, br Yon Frenchman went down earlier in the day.