They say who kill, they do but what they may,
Lawful they deem the bleating lamb to slay;
When God takes down the eternal Book of Fate,
Oh, tell me what, what then will be their state?
He who towards every living thing is kind,
Ah! he, indeed, shall true religion find!
IV.
Great is the warrior who has killed within
Self,—Self which still is root and branch of sin.
“I, I,” still cries the World, and gads about,