THEN gently scan your brother man,
Still gentler, sister woman,
Though they may gang a tremmie wrang,
To step aside is human.
Then at the balance let’s be mute,
We never can adjust it;
What’s done we partly may compute,
But know not what’s resisted.
“FORGIVE us,” say we, “our offences, as we forgive them that trespasse against us.” What else inferre we by that petition, but that we offer Him our soule voide of all revenge, and free from all rancour? We nevertheless invoke God and call on His aid, even in the complot of our grievousest faults, and desire His assistance in all manner of injustice and iniquitie.
Michael E. Montaigne
BE generous before you are just. Do not temper mercy with justice.
DO you know, when I see a poor devil drunk and brutal, I always feel, quite apart from my æsthetical perceptions, a sort of shame, as if I myself had some hand in it.