about 1863

Dear friend -

You were so generous to me, that if possible i offended you, I could not too deeply apologize.

To doubt my High Behavior, is a new pain - I could be honorable no more - till I asked you about it. I know not what to deem myself - Yesterday "Your Scholar" - but might I be the one you tonight, forgave, 'tis a Better Honor - Mine is but just the Thief's Request -

Please, Sir, Hear

"Barabbas" -

The posibility to pass
Without a Moment's Bell -
Into Cojecture's presence -
Is like a face of steel
That suddenly looks into our's
With a Metallic Grin -
The Cordiality of Death
Who Drills his welcome - in -
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