Day after Day,
Week after Week,
(Pg 108, Ch XVIII)

CURSED, CURSED
Creator,
(Pg 97, Ch XVI)

My travels were long,
And the sufferings I endured intense,
(Pg 100, Ch XVI)

Nature decayed around me,
The sun became heatless,
Mighty rivers were frozen,
(Pg 100, Ch XVI)

My sufferings were augmented,
My daily Vows rose for Revenge,
(Pg 101, Ch XVI)

Can you wonder what such thoughts transported me with rage?
(Pg 103, Ch XVI)

I am malicious because I am miserable,
Am I not shunned and hated by all mankind?
You, my Creator
Would tear me to pieces! And yet not call it murder!
(Pg 104, Ch XVII)