Chapter 14 No.14

Woe's me! my fury forces me

To union with the bad within,

And makes it seem a love supreme and good.

Wearied, my soul cares nought

That I opposing counsels entertain,

And with the savage tyrant

Nourished with want,

And made to put myself in exile,

More than with liberty contented am.

I spread my sails to the wind,

To d