It is night-time and a man’s corpose swings from the hangman’s noose on the gibbet. He is clothed, including boots and a hangman’s hood. In the background the moon looks on, aghast. At one time most people would have been familiar with the sight of a dead man, of hangings, but I [...] [more...] [$]
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