If the multitude of mankind knew of my existence, they would do as you do, and arm themselves for my destruction.

Shall I not then hate them who abhor me?
I will keep no terms with my enemies.

I am miserable, and they shall share my wretchedness.

Yet it is in your power to recompense me, and deliver them from an evil which it only remains for you to make so great, that not only you and your family, but thousands of others, shall be swallowed up in the whirlwinds of its rage.

Let your compassion be moved, and do not disdain me.