Bothwell A Poem In Six Parts: By William Edmondstoune Aytoun: Third Edition, Revised |
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XIII.
I heard a sermon long ago,Wherein the preacher strove to show
That guiltiness in high or low
Hath the like touch of fear;
And that the knight who sallies forth,
Bent on an action of unworth,
Though he be duke or belted earl,
Feels the same tremor as the churl
Who steals his neighbour's gear.
I held his words for idle talk,
And cast them from my view;
But, in that awful midnight walk,
I felt the man spake true.
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