_Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act ii. Sc. 3_. SHAKESPEARE.
The rest is silence.
_Hamlet, Act v. Sc. 2_. SHAKESPEARE.
SIN.
Ay me, how many perils doe enfold
The righteous man, to make him daily fall.
_Faerie Queene, Bk. I_. E. SPENSER.
There is a method in man's wickedness,
It grows up by degrees.
_A King and no King, Act v. Sc. 4_. BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER.
Where is the man who has not tried
How mirth can into folly glide,
And folly into sin!
_The Bridal of Triermain, Canto I_. SIR W. SCOTT.
I see the right, and I approve it too,
Condemn the wrong, and yet the wrong pursue.
_Metamorphoses, VII. 20_. OVID. _Trans. of_ TATE AND STONESTREET.
I am a man
More sinned against than sinning.
_King Lear, Act iii. Sc. 2_. SHAKESPEARE.
The good he scorned
Stalked off reluctant, like an ill-used ghost,
Not to return; or, if it did, in visits
Like those of angels, short and far between.
_The Grave, Pt. II_. R. BLAIR.
Man-like is it to fall into sin,
Fiend-like is it to dwell therein,
Christ-like is it for sin to grieve,
God-like is it all sin to leave.
_Sin_. F. VON LOGAU. _Trans. of_ LONGFELLOW.
O, what authority and show of truth
Can cunning sin cover itself withal!
_Much Ado about Nothing, Act iv.
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