That Blood Which Thou Hast Spill'd, Should

Joy, When It Is Excessive, Overcomes As Much As Grief.

Heaven Takes Care That No Man Secures Happiness By Crime.

For One To Grasp, Whatever Be His Object, Sov'reign Power ... Is An Act Of Perilous Presumption.

The Guilty Is He Who Meditates A Crime; The Punishment Is His Who Lays The Plot.

To Err Is Human; But Contrition Felt For The Crime Distinguishes The Virtuous From The Wicked.