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464.
[How difficult the task we find]
Then came Peter . . . and said, Lord, how oft, &c.
—xviii. 21.
How difficult the task we find
To blot and banish from the mind
The evils we receive!
Nature of injuries afraid
Would by a thousand arts evade
The duty to forgive.
To blot and banish from the mind
The evils we receive!
Nature of injuries afraid
Would by a thousand arts evade
The duty to forgive.
'Tis always nature's cautious care
In duty not to go too far:
And niggardly self-love
The law would cheaply satisfy,
And do but just enough to buy
The meanest place above.
In duty not to go too far:
And niggardly self-love
The law would cheaply satisfy,
And do but just enough to buy
The meanest place above.
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