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 THE MODERN ŒDIPUS.

“The gods are just But how can finite measure infinite? Reason! alas, it does not know itself! Yet man, vain man, would with this short-lin’d plummet Fathom the vast abyss of heavenly justice. Whatever is, is in its causes just, Since all things are by fate, but purblind man Sees but a part o’ the basis, the nearest links His eyes not carrying to that equal beam That poises all above.”‘s. Leila—each thought was only thine!— My good, my guilt, my weal, my woe, My hope on nigh—my all below. Then deem it evil—what thou wilt— But say, oh say, her’s was not guilt.— .