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14. Květen 2008
(1843)
FOR the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to
pen, I neither expect nor solicit belief. Mad indeed would I be to
expect it, in a case where my very senses reject their own evidence.
Yet, mad am I not --and very surely do I not dream. But to-morrow I
die, and to-day I would unburthen my soul.