Eructavit cor Timonis.**
the fiery indignator
Roland Little Stevenson.
| I counted miseries by the heap, But now have had my fill, I cannot see, I do not sleep, But shortly I shall kill. |
Of many letters, here is a
Full End.
The last will and testament of
a demitting correspondent.
| My indefatigable pen I here lay down forever. Men Have used, and left me, and forgot; Men are entirely off the spot; Men are a blague and an abuse; And I commit them to the deuce! |
Roderick Lamond Stevenson.