Strophe

 1   1| nephew: "Christmas among the rest. But I am sure I have always
 2   1| newspapers, and beguiled the rest of the evening with his
 3   1|       his glance happened to rest upon a bell, a disused bell,
 4   1| swallow this, and be for the rest of my days persecuted by
 5   1|    permitted to me. I cannot rest, I cannot stay, I cannot
 6   1|  time,'' said the Ghost. "No rest, no peace. Incessant torture
 7   2|     that a night of unbroken rest would have been more conducive
 8   2|   that purpose. But scorning rest, upon his reappearance,
 9   3|      morning for a good long rest; to-morrow being a holiday
10   3|  think of something, and the rest must find out what; he only