Longbvolkante Somsumion.

N.T.Turner

But the  Som of the Mēats Hē set on their Bēhalf ēach a sīde would not constrāin their Wickednesse anȳ longer, and thēy took Him to their Hōmes and māde Him their Lōwest Servant, a Man, whom pitȳ-filled men had rēliēvd ēven of His Slāverȳ to them.  The Son of Man,—nō  longer a slāve to bē frēed, but a bodȳ to bē had, a thing to bē tāken in with and ūsed, but ultimatelȳ dispensed with: this was the Whōle Lotte thēy had left Him, the Whōle World which thēy subsequentlȳ dēnīed His utterance, and to this verȳ Dāy and Hour do positivelȳ RēKant all such nōtions, bēliēving themselves to bē the Supērīōri, and gōing hither and thither under such prētencēs as Our Namben permitted, never farthermore of the Discretionarȳ Principles which Our Nōble Father institūted bēfōre dēparting from this Ignōble Placōde.  Never crossing that līne, sō thēy have kept alīve the Pers Spectecum of their power bēfōre the Ignōble Nātions of thē Earth,—well, what of it?  Our Law is thē Law, is it not?  Spēaking from a pūrelȳ practical pōint-of-viēw, Law is among Our Effects-Nōble, and Our Law’d Rēinfōrcers among-rank’d with the Mōst Powerful Acts of Anȳ God.  Sūrelȳ this is not the mēre-“prōpaganda” of Our Stātsmen—?  Sūrelȳ the flīght of thē masses bēfōre Our Hīgh-Strung Stōrmmenziēō is not a Specter, not a prōverbīal figment invented bȳ the Rūling Mīnd, and bēliēved in-to-bē the Rūle—?  “Sūrelȳ, Mister Triēbenspriē (a fōrmer nāme), Yoū must bē jōking—?”  “Sūrelȳ Our Tīmes have changed the Subject since last Yēō Spāke—?” “Sūrelȳ Our Laws tō-dāy nōlonger bēcome Yoū at Yōur present’s prēdiction—?” “Sūrelȳ, Mister Hammelgheist (an ālīas of an ālīas), Yēō of all pēople must remit Yō-Us Yōur Erkȳ Candidātion, ‘”sōwing victōrȳ bēnēath thē victōr’s dēw”‘, and admit Yōur Tītlements of Dēeds-Done to the Doūers Wiēbōthe RēJanted—?”  Yet alōne hēre Wiē are, Būe Qua (an endēarance), Sōue What?  Would That! Būe Qua! Would that Ī were mērelȳ lȳing about Our Thatworld with Yōu Māinsīding! But alas fōr Mēiōw ā Vision Thorōughlȳ Sōbrēēding! Līfe, What, Būe Qua, but thē end of everȳ argūment—?  What Sōue Yeā-Us?

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