The Circuit Judge + 

Take note, passers-by, of the sharp erosions + 

Eaten in my headstone by the wind and rain⁠— + 

Almost as if an intangible Nemesis or hatred + 

Were marking scores against me, + 

But to destroy, and not preserve, my memory. + 

I in life was the Circuit Judge, a maker of notches, + 

Deciding cases on the points the lawyers scored, + 

Not on the right of the matter. + 

O wind and rain, leave my headstone alone! + 

For worse than the anger of the wronged, + 

The curses of the poor, + 

Was to lie speechless, yet with vision clear, + 

Seeing that even Hod Putt, the murderer, + 

Hanged by my sentence, + 

Was innocent in soul compared with me. + 