Aid and Comfort to the Enemy 



at last I stand convicted before a high tribunal, 

 there is no need for my judges to affix a penalty. 

 I have brought one on myself. The enemy have 

 learned the way to storm my citadel and in this 

 preliminary skirmish they have been repulsed, 

 not vanquished. Next time they will select their 

 hour more wisely and make profit of the dawn. 

 Gone for the summer is our pleasant intercoiu-se, 

 and gone is my security. I have made sacrifice 

 of slumber and never — ^not until next season — 

 shall I know "glad confident morning again." 



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