The conclusion is growing . . . I feel sure, my lord, <br />this august court will entertain the plea <br />Not Guilty by reason of death. <br />I can say no more except that for the record <br />I add that all the crimes since all the times he <br />died will be due to the breath <br /> <br />of unknown others, sweating in theri guilt <br />while my client Henry's brow of stainless steel <br />rests free, as well it may, <br />of all such turbulence, whereof not built <br />Henry lies clear as any onion-peel <br />in any sandwich, say. <br /> <br />He spiced us: there, my lord, the wicked fault <br />lodges: we judged him when we did not know <br />and we did judge him wrong, <br />lying incapable of crime save salt <br />preservative in cases here below <br />adduced. Not to prolong<br /><br />John Berryman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dream-song-86-op-posth-no-9/
