III.
Thus, sad at first, we mark each evil deed,
Of ignorance or will, bear fatal seed
Of suffering to others in its train,—
The guileless share its penalty of pain,—
And man’s worst misery ofttimes is brought
By trespass he himself nor did nor thought;
Austere the fiat, yet therefrom we learn
A purer life to frame, lest myriads mourn in turn.