The Tyrant Grinds Down His Slaves And

Last Night, I Was On The Threshold Of Hell. To-day, I Am Within Sight Of My Heaven. I Have My Eyes On It: Hardly Three Feet To Sever Me!

Terror Made Me Cruel.

And From The Midst Of Cheerless Gloom I Passed To Bright Unclouded Day.

I Take So Little Interest In My Daily Life, That I Hardly Remember To Eat And Drink.

However , It’s Over, And I’ll Take No Revenge On His Folly – I Can Afford To Suffer Anything, Hereafter! Should The Meanest Thing Alive Slap Me On The Cheek, I’d Not Only Turn The Other, But I’d Ask Pardon For Provoking It – And, As Proof, I’ll Go Make My Peace With Edgar Instantly – Good Night – I’m An Angel!