cometh not—he cometh not." "That I were dead"—"I am aweary, aweary,—"that I were dead—that I were dead." "He cometh not—that I were dead."
It is maddening in that it is set sublimely to the music of my own life.
Now that I have written it I can hope that it may leave me. If it follows me through the night, and if I awake to another day of it the cords of my overworked mind will surely break.
But let me thank the kind Devil.
It is leaving me now!
It is as if tons were lifted from my brain.
