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The vilest carcase, trampled under foot Of pond'rous elephant, for lawless deeds, Was ne'er inhabited by soul more worthless.

Thy bitter wrath ascribes to his offence A ten-fold turpitude. Suspect thy judgment. Of all the strong temptations which beset Unwary youth by potent passions urged, Thou wilt not pass on him so harsh a censure.

When two days' thought! If that he be alive. And wear a human semblance two days hence, In the fell serpent's folds, the tiger's paws, Or earthquake's pitchy crevice, with like speed, Be my abhorred end!

Hold, hold, Rasinga! The God, in whose high keeping is the fate Of every mortal man, or prince or slave, Hath this behest declared,—that sinful man Should pardon grant to a repentant brother; Yea, more than this,—to his repentant enemies, So God commands; and wilt thou prove rebellious?

Ha! hast thou been in heaven since last we met,