I’ll have it out, whether my life is one
With life of yours, and if it be that Nature
In mock and gibe enknots me with a creature
For ever—one to whom I’m naught, who can
Avenge her thus, nay stand here as you do!
Away! (To The Judges.) You halt? My sentence will no jot
Admit retraction! (Seeing they still hesitate.) Or have I missed the point?
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Since you are not for me nor yet against.