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JUSTICE |
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XXXVII
JUSTICE
When Deities from earth departure made,
Justice I found in attitude to soar:
No bandage veiled her eyes, no blade she bore,
Nor in her hand her wonted balance swayed.
Goddess, I cried with tongue and look dismayed,
Bereft of thee and thine, how any more
Shall Hope allure, or Gratitude adore,
Or Faith on Wisdom's prophecy be stayed?
Fear not, she said, though far I seem to wend,
Who omnipresent am, and whose award
Hath course by automatic Law sublime.
My bandage blinds the vulgar; on my sword
The malefactor falls: my scales depend
In nicest balance from the hand of Time.
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