Fill the seats of justice With good men, not so absolute in goodness As to forget what human frailty is.

'T is a little thing To give a cup of water; yet its draught Of cool refreshment, drained by fevered lips, May give a shock of pleasure to the frame More exqui…

In ourselves In our own honest hearts and chainless hands Will be our safeguard:

So his life has flowed From its mysterious urn a sacred stream, In whose calm depth the beautiful and pure Alone are mirrored; which, though shapes of ill May …