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Rh Oh, what vast peace this message brought my soul! I have learned to love the ecstasy of pain. When the sweat stands upon my flesh, the blood Throbs in my bursting veins, my twisted muscles Are cramped with agony, I seem to crawl Anigh his feet who suffered on the Cross.

O all transforming Time ! Can this be he, The iron warrior of a decade since. The gallant youth of earlier years, whose pranks And reckless buoyancy of temper flashed Clear sunshine through my gloom ? I am unchanged (Save that the spirit of grace has fallen on me). Urged by one motive through these banished years. Fed by one hope, awake to realize One living dream — my long delayed revenge. You saw the day when Henry Schnetzen's castle Was razed with fire ? I saw it

Schnetzen's wife, Three days a mother, perished.