With houses looking on, on every side, save where a reeking little tunnel of a court gives access to the iron gate--with every villainy of life in action close on death, and every poisonous element of death in action close on life--here they lower our dear brother down a foot or two, here sow him in corruption, to be raised in corruption: an avenging ghost at many a sick-bedside, a shameful testimony to future ages how civilization and barbarism walked this boastful island together.

With houses looking on, on every side, save where a reeking little tunnel of a court gives access to the iron gate - here they lower our dear brother down a foot or two, here sow him in corruption.
