On Himself, upon Hearing What Was His Sentence
Let them bestow on every airth a limb;
Open all my veins, that I may swim
To thee my Maker, in that crimson lake;
Then place my par-boiled head upon a stake;
Scatter my ashes, strew them in the air:
Lord since thou know'st where all these atoms are,
I'm hopeful thou'lt recover once my dust,
And confident thou'lt raise me with the just.
Open all my veins, that I may swim
To thee my Maker, in that crimson lake;
Then place my par-boiled head upon a stake;
Scatter my ashes, strew them in the air:
Lord since thou know'st where all these atoms are,
I'm hopeful thou'lt recover once my dust,
And confident thou'lt raise me with the just.
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