Maxioms by Sir Walter Scott
For monarchs seldom sigh in vain.
For monarchs seldom sigh in vain.
Crime requires further crime to conceal it.
Crime requires further crime to conceal it.
He sins not, who is not wilfully a sinner.
He sins not, who is not wilfully a sinner.
Loud o'er my head though awful thunders roll,
And vivid lightnings flash from pole to pole,
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Loud o'er my head though awful thunders roll,
And vivid lightnings flash from pole to pole,
Yet 'tis Thy voice, my God, that bids them fly,
Thy arm directs those lightnings through the sky.
Then let the good Thy mighty name revere,
And hardened sinners Thy just vengeance fear.
Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive!
Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive!
