Strophe

 1   1| person were dragging a heavy chain over the casks in the wine-merchant'
 2   1|      hair upon his head. The chain he drew was clasped about
 3   1| frightful cry, and shook its chain with such a dismal and appalling
 4   1|  raised a cry, and shook its chain, and wrung its shadowy hands. ~"
 5   1|  Tell me why?'' ~"I wear the chain I forged in life,'' replied
 6   1|     since. It is a ponderous chain!'' ~Scrooge glanced about
 7   1| another cry, and clanked its chain so hideously in the dead
 8   1|  business!'' ~It held up its chain at arm's length, as if that
 9   1|     erect attitude, with its chain wound over and about its
10   3|    her finger, and a certain chain about her neck; was vile,