Blanche Edith Baughan,
Reuben and Other Poems
(1903)
“ The next morning he went to his guests and told them: ‘I myself am Phocas.’ They started back, unwilling to imbrue their hands in the blood of their host, but he encouraged them, saying: ‘Since it is the will of God, I am ready to die in His cause.’ Then they led him to the brink of the grave, struck off his head and buried him therein. ”
