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But I leave it To morrow. To morrow! My God! am I crying? Are these things tears? BUT I LEAVE IT TO MORROW TO MORROW MY GOD AND MY CRYING ARE THESE THINGS TEARS
inging in the sun. The Night Before Look you, Dominie; look you, and listen! Look in my face, first; search every line there; Mark every feature, -- chin, lip, and forehead! Look in my eyes, and tell me the lesson You read there; measure my nose, and tell me Where I am wanting! A man's nose, Dominie, Is often the cast of his inward spirit; So mark mine well. But why do you smile so? Pity, or what? Is it written all over, This face of mine, with a brute's confession? Nothing but sin there? nothing but hell-scars? Or is it because there is something better -- A glimmer of good, maybe -- or a shadow Of something that's followed me down from childhood -- Followed me all these years and kept me, Spite of my slips and sins and follies, Spite of my last red sin, my murder, -- Just out of hell? Yes? something of that kind? And you smile for that? You're a good man, Dominie, The one good man in the world who knows me, -- My one good friend in a world that mocks me, Here in this hard stone cage. E NIGHT BEFORE BY EDWARD ALLINGTON ROBINSON READ FOR LIVERBOX DOT ORG BY JAMES LEVINE THE NIGHT BEFORE LOOK YOU DOMINIE LOOK YOU AND LISTEN LOOK IN MY FACE FIRST SEARCH EVERY LINE THERE MOCK EVERY FEATURE CHIN LIP AND FOREHEAD LOOK IN MY EYES AND TELL ME THE LESSON YOU READ THERE MEASURE MY NOSE AND TELL ME WHERE I'M WANTING A MAN'S NOSE DOMINIE IS OFTEN THE CAST OF HIS INWARD SPIRIT SO MARK MINE WELL BUT WHY DO YOU SMILE SO PITY OR WHAT IS IT WRITTEN ALL OVER THIS FACE OF MINE WAS A BRUTE'S CONFESSION NOTHING BUT SIN THERE NOTHING BUT HELL SCARS OR IS IT BECAUSE THERE IS SOMETHING BETTER A GLIMMER OF GOOD MAYBE OR SHADOW OF SOMETHING THAT FOLLOWED ME DOWN FROM CHILDHOOD FOLLOWED ME ALL THESE YEARS AND KEPT ME SPITE OF MY SLIPS AND SINS AND FOLLIES SPITE OF MY LAST RED SIN MY MURDER JUST OUT OF HELL YES SOMETHING OF THAT KIND AND YOU SMILE FOR THAT YOUR GOOD MAN DOMINIE THE ONE GOOD MAN IN THE WORLD WHO KNOWS ME MY ONE GOOD FRIEND IN THE WORLD THAT MOCKS ME HERE IN THIS HARD STONE CAGE
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